When I feel Quiet

When I feel Quiet
When I feel Blue

When I wonder if it matters
When I know that it does not

When I miss you more than ever
When you are far away

Then I stand by the abyss
And peer out over the edge

Just to Scare myself
Just to see

Then I sit
And I think

For Awhile
For Awhile

Author's Note: If you recognize the first and last stanza's of this poem, you worry me. They were taken from the movie Grosse Pointe Blank, and I wrote the middle.