"On the Brink"

And here I am, I must not lie
On the brink of suicide
To this place I've been before
But I'd hoped to, nevermore
This place is dark
and death is near
His voice is all I can really hear
It is a battle of choice and wills
One lives, and one kills
Should I wake tomorrow morn and live another day?
Or fall asleep in endless bliss and cause my family pain?
There are choices I can make
But neither seem to give, only take
One I may see what tomorrow brings
But so far tomorrow has only given stings
On the brink
To fall left
To fall right
One is death
The other, life
Either choice is black as coal, it's plain
On the brink I will remain
Till death can win me with his song
I fear that he might not take long