Flying with the angels

Im scared,
im afraid,
im the warm,
i wish id stayed.
But no turning back now,
now that i am here,
what i have been hoping for,
is now so very near.
I think they no,
because the angels are crying,
they see my perfect smile,
and no inside im dying.
Well, im almost there now,
its almost at an end,
clutching my suicide notes,
that i need to send.
I can see it now,
it looks so small,
as i climb the stone steps,
it feels so very tall.
So many steps,
almost at the top,
their words are in my head,
i cant wait for it all to stop.
three, two one,
im finaly here,
im ready now,
not a glimpse of fear.
Standing on the edge,
its such a big drop,
to the bottom, right from the top.
I close my eyes,
and fall through the sky,
flying with the angels,
it was my turn to die.