How I Often Feel

I have gone off the rails,
Ive fallen far from the train,
I dont want to walk this path,
Right under the pouring rain.

Im soaking wet,
And will never dry,
I cant go on,
I will not cry.

The rails have gone,
They wont be back,
All i can see now,
Is empty dark and black.

Im not meant to give up,
Im supposed to fight,
But ive climed to here,
To jump from this height.

*So here i jump,
Falling quick but slow,
"Watch out down there
Watch out below"..


This is a poem a friend gave me on the internet, but this is basically how i feel on most days!