Untitled - a poem

I wrote this one in October 2005 when I was far away from home in a foreign country. It is one of many from that time that I have never shown to anyone and never put on any type of public medium...until now. Hope you like it.

I'm standing on the edge looking down.
I know I shouldn't jump
But I will.
I'll die if I jump
But I will.

With every step that brought me here
And every single day,
I wanted to stop and turn back
Go a different way.

But I didn't
I should have taken a different path
But I didn't
Taken that road, followed my heart
But I didn't.

Is there still time to turn round?
There might be.
Is there time to start over?
There might be.
Can I take the right road, be a man?
I can!