penultimate moment

The crack in my neck is the same as my life.
We're both determined by the heights.
The success I craved brought me here.
At my end, I kick the chair.

To sway side to side romantically?
Not for me I'll hang morbidly.
The gravity of the situation may weigh me down.
Just as the issues had that keep me off the ground.

No longer prepared for what is to come
My last fading thought: fuck what have I done!