STRAW WHICH BROKE THE CAMEL ©
Bryon D. Howell
I've been here on this ledge so many times
I've teetered on it in my younger years.
Depression, crying out and pantomimes -
all from my loneliness and looming fears.
I stand here knocking on forever's door -
I'm smothered by the wreckage of my strife.
I welcome death and wait - I'll tell you more -
it takes the stronger man to take his life.
What is the point if I continue living?
I'll never be the man I want to be.
Too many people taking and not giving -
this life no longer has a place for me.
I leap and it's confirmed, I learn that I -
was never meant to spread my wings and fly.