Scared To Jump

Scared To Jump Here I stand, on the edge of the world, Looking down into a chasm of uncertainty. I know what I have here, But not what lies at the bottom. I want to jump, to take the plunge, But yet I'm scared. Terrified. Of what? Not like it will be any worse Than what I've gone through before, I know there will be pain. I know there will be, I am aware of this. But it's not the pain that frightens me. It's everything else. I've lived in this all my life. But if I jump, it's over. Everything changes. Life as I know it is over. But what waits beyond the plunge? It could be hell. Torment, screaming, agony... I know that is a possibility. But it could be heaven! It could be more beautiful than I ever imagined! But what if it is hell? After all, Once I jump, there is no going back. I can't rewind, this is my last chance. If I stop now, life goes on the way it has. No, that's not an option. I'm here because I'm sick of life as it is. I can't take it any more. That's why I'm standing here, debating this in the first place. But going back is not an option. I know what it's like. I refuse to live like this one more day. So I reach out, and take a step into the void. And look over at you, and you smile.... The tears in your eyes, The catch in your voice, I ask if I did the right thing, and you say, "Yes." Now...to plan the wedding....