A Motion In Suicide Poem by Vision Ghost

On the choice of living and finding some resolution
Hands worn hard by the labours of a daily conclusion
Stood on the edge and looking down at the impends
Wondering how this will feel when my body descends
Towards the earth again to finally end me as a life

Flexed fingers as the breeze teasing through my hair
A final bite of my courage as expect to sail the cold air
As my ending time is so close for me to even realise
Crisps air seeps tears from my once dried aching eyes

Final motion of being in control of my terminal being
A fist forms as the heart finds the passions releasing
Something trying to convince me to make me step back
Reconsidering what I am about to undertake in attack

Insanity resulted from so much and now clarity fades
Breath stolen in my souls crying as an agony invades
Lost in the confusion of why it has finally come to this
Too many unanswered ambiguous questions now resist

Tightening its grip on me and I struggle to seek humanity
As I am so alone in this moment of this morbid finality
The civil warfare of my heart and mind seemingly endless
Positive and happy methods remaining always so listless

Intoxicating me to the place where I stand now sustains
Of every hurt rushes through my body like blood in veins
The hairs on my arms stand in response to the chill in me
My world seems to collapse all around as far as I can see

Sun setting on the horizon makes me smile one last time
Reoccurring the pain of karmas untimely and cruellest crime
Without knowing of the ground eyes forward to the sight
Then a sudden turning in my stomach and I finally take flight