I stand at the edge of a cliff and I see nothing and no one

I am holding the pieces of my life in the palms of my hand trying despretly to put myself back together again

But it is difficult

The more I break the harder it gets

I can only hold on to so much and I start to lose myself to the wind and to the sea below me until I am just a shell of the person I once was

In this world I am the only thing I have

What happens when I loose myself

Who will I become once everything that makes me... well me is gone

As the last piece of myself is claimed by the sea I fall to my knees

I have no one and nothing

The people who chip away at my existance see me as nothing more than a useless weakling

Suddenly the water at the bottom of this cliff looks inviting

But I resist the urge to jump
The urge to fall into the dark abyss that calls to me

I will overcome the fear of tomorrow

I stand taller and prouder than ever before, because I will prove to everyone that I am stronger than they make me out to be

I will rise for I am smarter than everyone makes me out to be

I will win this war called life and I will rebuild myself

I WILL be happy