I stand on the brink
Staring down into the black
I hated all those shrinks
Now I'm standing at the edge of this crack
There are no chains to stop my fall
Why don't you all
Just watch and stare
Like it's just a show
I let go
And in the dark I flow
But instead of it being a show
I'm actually really dead
And all you people still stand and stare ahead....
Michael Carlson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flow-through-darkness/
