Standing On the Edge

Standing on the edge And I can't prevent the fall Cause the wind is blowing full fledged Screaming, this is my dying call No one to hear it, (My) Pointless wit I'm left alone I've come to accept it Soon I’ll be blown And the pieces will fit One and all I'll be no less present I will crawl To a place so pleasant Deed of utter peace, you can't deny Don’t need to be fierce, you shall comply Feel free to comment, or message me if you wish to read more in french! (as it's my first language) Thanks for taking the time to read