Sitting through anticipation
Waiting for my celebration
Wishing for appreciation
Hoping for any sensation
Wading through the days while frowning
Soon I am sure to be drowning
Drowning in a pool of sorrow
Only fools will wake tomorrow
My life completely amassed
Of breakable, opaque glass
Glass that is sure to be shattered
Broken now but never mattered
Insignificant existance
Unnecessary persistence
Pushing while nothing is there
Fighting against open air
Nothing in my will applies
Except my final demise
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Effort would require pain
Sickness all that's in my name
I will leave just as I came
Nothing to call my possession
Besides years of great depression
Mother Nature, Father Time
Soul weathered by constant climb
Climb out of this gloomy being
To a place of no more seeing
Enough of this great suspense
Feeling tired of feeling tense
Loss of movement, loss of sense
Stuck atop this cursed fence

Searching for a single reason
To live into the next season
Finding only broken pieces
Of life which slowly decreases
Soon it will all be gone
Why not speed the thing along
Soon death will be in your face
Why run when you can embrace
Pain is gone and spirits lifted
Peace is for the deceased gifted
Journeys to the other side
Suffering leaves once you've died
Simple cries for fatality
A loss of my mortality
Soon I will be 6 feet deeper
Open door for the grim reaper
Why survive without desire
Life can't burn without a fire
My fuse has since been extinguished
No flame left to be distinguished
If I take my life away
I'll have it later today
No one else controls my fate
No one else can change my state
Now I live but in the hour
Will I have misused my power
Partnered with this indecision
Finalize or make revisions
Should I make my life condensed
Should my funeral commence
Feelings that are so intense
Stuck atop this cursed fence

I can not forget this fence
What it means and represents
Everything that life means
We are not simple machines
Every picket is a choice
It's my being, it's my voice
Just wanted not to be sad
But choice I have always had
This fence is not one of vision
This is a fence of decision
On one side there is an end
But the other just extends
For my life, my whole duration
Until my death from creation
Never will be a division
Never can lose my decision
The only way for it to go
Is if I decide it's so
If I were to leave one side
If I were to suicide
So when loss of life occurs
What is it that deters
Feelings, moods, desires change
Memory can leave your range
Tangibles were never yours
In time property transfers
Thoughts and stories passed along
Rights will be made of your wrongs
But what really is dispensed
The only loss that is immense
Life's only true great expense
Is that damned, cursed fence