Shhhh

Things change...
my mind on replay
As I delay..
The inevitable rearrange

How many times before i jump
How many times will I walk to this ledge
His many times will I stand on this edge
Every turn, I hit another bump

This road breaking me at every stop sign
The clouds heavy, the air cold
The blood from my writs already sold
Where's the end of the line

"Let's end this "
"Let's be brave "my mind screams
Bursting from my seams
Wondering through the dark bliss

Finally its quiet ...

Reviews

[SleeplessVolcano]

This is quite an emotional piece - very descriptive of someone not being able to handle a situation.

The title for me also adds an ironic twist - when we are at wits' end, we actually need to talk, but the title, hinting at silence, creates an added conflict.

One edit suggestion: Finally it's quiet :)