Past the point of no return,
The sea is bitter, 
The sun has set,
Cliff tops calling out my name,
Waves crashing, 
There it lays,
The end of my sorrow,
My watery grave.

Pushed to the edge,
Standing,
Waiting to fall,
In more than a metaphorical sense,
For one last time,
My shadow is cast,
For my peaceful future,
And my hopeless past.