The Appalachian

I wonder if this mountain Would be high enough to save me from this I wonder if I could throw myself off of it And let this place be the end of me Let it take me back I wish to see this through here I’ve dreamt of it My solace: against the rocks, breaking I tumble to the end of myself And on the way down, I see them Yet, my solace: everlasting In the end, I couldn’t see I couldn’t breathe But I was still alive For a short time more And on my mind The pain much worse if I hadn’t tried I was barely alive