The Cliff

From the high cliff
You look across
The infinite surrounding you
And you feel at a loss.

You thought you were high,
But you just ended up
Falling with a bigger bang
And wanting to give up.

No booze, no cig, no friend
Can help you this time,
Nothing in this world
Could make you feel fine.

No escape from the past,
Both of you know
History repeats itself
And the fright away doesn't go.