(I CAN'T SAY) I AM ALIVE

I can't say I am alive.
I just don't feel that way.
The silence is deafening.
Whispering to screaming.
I am standing on the edge.
It doesn't really look that far down.
If I fall will anyone be there to catch me?
Does anyone have my back?
Or is there a knife buried deep in it?
Severed.
Lying face down in the dirt.
Choking on the dust.
Crimson tears draw lines down my face.
I can taste them on crusted lips.
I can't say I am alive.
I just don't see it that way.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(17/11/2012)