Letter To A. P.

I was never crazy,

I was never mentally ill;

I just placed myself on the edge,

And questioned everything.

I don't know if you could

See this, but your eyes said they knew.

You talked to me, and done your job;

I guess like you were supposed to do.

I just write to say thank-you,

I am not sure even why;

I know you didn't change anything,

And you didn't stop me wanting to die.

Yet talking to you made me see there was more:

There used to be the line,

But it can be anywhere, and you don't need to throw yourself over it,

Just to find out what is in store.

I know you will be great,

For the good get greater,

And someone big will see what I saw,

Sooner or later.

You wont want to see me any more,

To be honest neither do I;

So I thank you once again,

And I guess this is goodbye,