My Cellar Window

My life had become unbearable Too many chances Not enough time I contemplated suicide but didn’t know how to pull it off I practiced by jumping out of the cellar window... As I struggled to raise myself from the floor to the window I contemplated my mortality I then slithered through the cellar window where I lay in a flower bed planted by my wife Looking up at the grey and ominous sky I saw a spark That spark was my life No need to hurry the process It will be over before you know it