The end

I've thought of ending it all
Who hasn't?
You mean some haven't?
Like my mum and saro
The innocent practical types
I love them
Now intense people
Like me my dad
We've thought of it

What stopped me?

Sitting on a parapet
Hearing him say it's over
Fiddling with the ring he gave me

Looking down
Wondering if at this height it will be death or damage
And telling myself no

What made me say no?
Knowing
There was more to life
The love of parents and friends
What if I hadn't had that ?

Hypothetical qn.

Looking down from the 6th floor of my hdb flat
I wonder how it might be
To fall to jump
If I'd float or crash
A butterfly of madness
Fluttering in my head