I'm giving up
not completely down
but in the process
packing my bag
locking the door
close but not quite there

I'm giving up
I want you to care
to grab my hand
and hold me back
tell me to stay
and you need me

I'm giving up
I've nothing holding me back
the cliff is beckoning me
to plummet off the edge
with no more chains of regret
keeping me trapped

I'm giving up
slowing down the process
hesitating and deliberating
for something that won't come
fruitless hopefulness
that's all it has ever been

so here's the end
where I walk out forever
try not to look back
as the noose tightens
tears slide down my face
buts it's too late now
I embrace the darkness
with bloody nails
and hoarse screams
buts it's too late now
I've given up.