Where are you?

I am at the edge of a cliff contemplating staying or falling.
I am at a dead end street conversing with the fences and walls.
I am in an abyss, clawing, grasping, hoping for something to hold on to.

Where are you?

I am in the middle of a lake in a leaky boat.
I am drowning an an ocean of regrets and sorrow.
I am in a whirlpool, spinning, coughing, losing breath.

Where are you?

I am alone in a dark room.
I am crying for the past.
I am sad, lonely, lost.