This just proves that even in the 8th grade I sucked at writing poetry.  And on top of it all, I was apparently deranged.  But just to prove to the world that I indeed write bloody awful poetry, here it is:

The Last Step

Death is one step away

Someone is there

Coaxing me to take

The last step

I remember reaching out

Trying to get a hand hold

Falling

Into the inky darkness below

Now I wonder why

I took

The last step...