I'm standing on the edge,
I'm staring at the crowd,
not a sound is made,
till I let my voice ring out,
'I looked up to you,
but you just let me down,
I'm sick of you!
I'm sick of life!
I can't keep waiting around'
I'm ready to jump,
prepared to die,
but then his voice cries out,
'I'm sorry' I can hear his tears,
'sorry? it's too late now!
you killed my spirit
now i'm to join it'
I jump,
they scream,
my body hits the ground,
little did they know,
I died half way down,
half way down I heard his voice,
'I love you! '
RebeccaSaphira Black
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/half-way-down/
