Farewell

I stand before the edge,
Teetering ever closer
To that which lies beneath.
Why have I come do you ask?
The answer unclear in my mind.
Am I to blame?
Are they to blame?
I take a step closer,
And I can hear it now,
A thunderous pounding.
Is it fear?
Is it guilt?
I look on down
To what lies below.
A sinking feeling,
Frightened yet determined.
I see my hands,
Hands by which Death has passed;
A death of my own making.
I recall the memory,
Vulgar, ruthless and bold,
Life against life,
Yet only one in the end.
I look down again
To what lies below.
Fear has now past,
Guilt has now come.
It is I,
Only I whom are to blame.
Eyes now closed,
Darkness has taken me,
And so I make the final step.
Falling, light and free,
It is bliss.
It is over.
Silence.
A seamless ending.
Farewell.