the edge

this how I feel

I colored my hair and change the way I dress

but my thoughts are always the same

memory's play in head to break me down

I know where I belong

I know where I should go

but the fear lingers  as the black hole grows even bigger

as im on the edge about to take my last breath

I feel a an hand holding on to me

I know who the hand belong to and its fate who came to play a role

in my last breath her hands hold oh so tightly  to my hand

she is telling me not to let go but the world I see has no pain that I live in its just oh so beautiful to my eyes