8-10-10

8/10/10
It’s like I’m standing on this edge
which is threatening to swallow me
And I’m begging it to.

I’ve had enough of this disease,
It’s time because the cracks are showing
I’m getting so clumsy and I can’t do this.

I need to keep it all inside
Can’t even let myself see me cry.

I’m a self contained unit
but this isn’t working anymore.

The amount of times I’ve scrambled up this throat
but this time I’m ready to let the acid
disintegrate me.

The truth is my worst enemy,
And I won’t let these eyes wet,
I won’t go back to that place,
I’d rather jump over this edge.