• Desolation,
    Wide open space,
    Between the trees and me,
    Emptiness and me,
    Confusion and decisions,
    Feelings hard to define,
    And I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    Coldness seeps
    Its way in,
    I am falling deeper,
    Into what I fear most,
    As I reach out,
    There is nothing there,
    As possible there was something once,
    Only to be gone,
    And I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    The sun drops,
    The last inch of light falls,
    The squirrels more likely to be huddled up,
    But not me,
    Something I never possessed,
    And I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    Then the sun has gone,
    Darkness spreads its wings over me,
    I see nothing so no one sees me,
    Feeling of bitterness only,
    And I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    An Owl peers down,
    With question in her eyes,
    She doesn't have a hope,
    In helping me,
    As she doesn't see my pain,
    Spreads her wings,
    Passes me by,
    And I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    The soft earth,
    Seems the only thing holding me up,
    Even then I could slip,
    And wondering takes me,
    To why and how I got here,
    Without even knowing it,
    Yet no one notices,
    As they didn't see before,
    So I say to myself,
    Just a little longer,

    Shimmering in the darkness,
    I see two moons,
    Reflecting off a stream of thoughts,
    Ongoing forever more,
    Along a rocky road,
    Slowly giving in to finding a way out,
    I take the plunge under the river,
    Then the wind carries a whisper,
    Gently on a breeze,
    'Just a little longer.'