For six months I was tense
For six months I cried each night
The thoughts and fears were dense
About one small flight

For six months I craved reassurance
For six months my heart and mind fought
It's like I pleaded for insurance
But from death it can never be bought

For six months I was getting ready
For six months I could hardly cope
One day I would be calm and steady
The next I had lost all hope

For six months my beliefs were set strong
For six months I was convinced I would die
The days mocked me and became long
While all I wished was not to fly

For six months I looked back a year
For six months I felt regret and shame
Because I once felt suicidal
And thought life was just a game

But when you want something it comes
But not always right away
I once felt suicidal; I wanted life done
But I don't want to loose my life today