The Line

And then, my reality just fades away
in the darkness of my mind I feel my soul break.
There are walls, no one knows how to trespass.
Thoughts become giants, they came to depress
the mind of anyone who dares to try.
So, maybe it's better for you to just sit by.

The end is near.
I can feel the winds of death in my ears.
But, have no fear.

Everything will be fine.
Perhaps I just need to cry.
Maybe the angst will go by.

But, what if, what if, I just cross the line.
Do you think I would survive?