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The Last Step

You won’t take me down,

won’t break me down,

though I’m stepping over the edge,

letting sadness pull me under

like a tide I’ve stopped fighting.


You won’t stop me now,

you don’t love me anymore,

so I’m ready to take the next step,

away,

giving into addiction,

to forget you and everything we shared.


Giving into the falling,

moving away from this world,

leaving it all behind:

the love, sadness, isolation,


because you were the best step

I ever took in this world,

the first one that felt like I was okay,

and now I take the last,

feeling broken.