I look over the side
Dark waters swell
I think of my family
My mother
caring, laughing, loving
My brothers
goofy, intelligent, creative
My stepdad
concerned, truthful, family
I've done this to myself
I should step away
The rocks crumble and i start to fall
I grasp for a hold but feel myself falling
I stop
I'm dangling
I look up and see them
Holding me to take me away
I hold on with my whole heart
They will never let me go
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