I stand on the edge wondering why.
Wondering if jumping is really the answer.
Wondering if dying is even the answer.
Wanting to know if killing myself would help.
Why am I only thinking of myself?
Wondering what my family would do.
Thinking my friends would want to know why.
I could tell them the answer,
but I myself do not know the answer.
The answer to why I would want to end my life,
or the answer to how it would help.
All I know is there must be something better,
better then this life.
Wondering if I should really do this.
Slowly I jump.
My answer was the wrong one.
Now i shall be wondering forever.
Wondering why

Holly Klinger