The Cliff - Jpaulished

I’m on the edge

Of the cliff looking down

What if I jump?

Would I hit the ground?

Drown?

Die while i’m en route?

Thinking bout a wife

Kids now

Shit i’ll probably miss out

But

What I‘m missing?

My whole whole life

I been sitting in my room every night

Alone

Tryna write a song

I’m

Thinking they’ll probably like this one

Cause

God damn I like this one

My mind clouded

Til the lightning comes

Strike down like Tyson punch

Suicide squeeze like a bunt

Tight grip right round the gun

If I slip my life is done

Can’t wait for my time to come

Tryna think what’ll I become?

I heard suicide’s

Slightly fun

Down 10 pills all at once

Don’t smoke

But I light the blunt

Rope chokes

Now my eyes are shut

Imagine that was really me?

Cause I hate the fuckin powers

Like i’m mini me

Hating all the hours

That they giving me

Tryna blow my fucking job

Right to smithereens

Cause I do the same shit

Every fricking week

People get it handed to em

Like it’s trick or treat

Gotta hand it to em

Cause there life is bitter sweet

Gotta me thinking

Am I really free?

Killing me

Inside

Try

Not to

Lose my mind

But I

Still find myself

Struggling with life

Should find I some help?

Or should I kick the chair?

Leave behind the belt

Even millionaire’s

Leave behind the wealth

There’s some feelings there

But I don’t like the route

That we taking

So i’m scared

My life’s vacant

Don’t even know if there’s a god

Or a satan

When I die

Will I see my friends again?

Did they make it?

Or will it fade to black?

Nothing after that

Rough habitat

For us humans

Those the thoughts that consume us

Wish I was a kid still

But I grew up

Figured out

That the whole world’s screwed up

Can I go back to when I was a pre schooler?

First grade walking to school with dad

Didn’t understand how great of a life that I had

Now I just sit back and think about that

Think about the past

Glory days

Only 22

But i’m feeling 48

Young man

Old soul

Don’t coordinate

I mean i’m often gone

Rarely talk to mom

I got a dream

I’m tryna formulate

I’m sorry…

I think I’m losing my mind

Slowly losing my soul

Like where can I run to?

Like where do I go?

I’m feeling so trapped

I don’t think imma make it

I lost all my hope

And like I can’t fucking take it

I don’t think i’m coming home so soon

I don’t think i’m home to you