How I Wanted To Be

I'm almost at the very brink I almost fell off of the edge I can barely even blink Or I'll go tumbling off this ledge The cliffs of my sanity The end of my thoughts For they are all lost In the waters below I'm almost at the very brink So empty on feelings How can I think? Managed to persuade my heart to align with my mind Searched high and low and still yet to find What I'm looking for Or will it find me? Or will I find myself? Will I finally be able to see? Or will I never jump down from the shelf? Will this void consume me? Or will I get to see A new me- or the old me just how I always wanted to be.