Paranoid Poetry Paradise

Jump or Not

To jump or to not jump, I silently contemplate
Those before me has already chosen their fate
Am I to follow? Or to create my own path?
Jump into the firey pits of hell,
And suffer a sinner's bound wrath.

The devil, a tempter, a deceiver, a liar at most
Be a follower or a leader, quickly I decide
Surely, I'm not as blinded
As those people jumping off the cliff side

I'm a sinner, I've done plenty of wrong
But what sense does it make to end my life?
Yes, I have to be punished for my sins
But it's seems too extreme to commit suicide

The screams from below numbs my ear
And the light of the fire brings tears to my eyes
The smell of burnt flesh stings my nose
Will I be the last one that dies?

It's my turn to jump but should I?
I hold my head, the sight so very gore
I turn and walk down the cliff
I don't want to be a sinner anymore.