Edge

I'm scared of height.
Not because I thought I'd fall,
But because I thought I'd jump.

I'm scared of deep water.
Not because I thought I'd drown,
But because I thought I'd dive,
With a heavy rock strapped to my feet,
And I'd never resurface.

I'm scared of being behind the wheels,
Not because I thought I'd crash,
But because I thought I'd run straight ahead of the tree,
And watch my life fades.

Who knows what would I do,
If I had a knife in hand,
And a vulnerable wrist in front of me?

This recklessness is driving me to the edge of insanity.