Decisions, Decisions

I can see
I can hear
Only evil laughter
Only tears

Alone at night
Staring at the dark
Deciding if life
Is worth living or not

I can feel
Wind on my face
As I stand on the brink
What will they think?
If they look down
And find me lying on the ground

I can’t see
I can’t hear
No more laughter
No more tears