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Standing, silently upon a stone cold precipice
Staring blankly below at the deep dark dangerous abyss
Of rocky shores of desolation and distress
Wondering why the winds of wisdom
Won't let me wither the woes of worthlessness.
I close my eyes as I attempt to listen and feel.
Instead, images in the form of a film-reel
Present to me
A striking dichotomy
Between a Troublesome Past and a Promising Tomorrow.
I clench my fists
As my eyes begin to mist.
I fight off the waves of emotion as they crash against the rocks of reason.
But it is a losing battle, it seems
For my heart is bursting at the seams.
Betraying tears flow past my mouth- I taste the salt,
As my stomach flips and does a summersault...
"Enough!" I scream, as I regain pieces of a broken pride.
And trap all of the careless emotions and feelings back inside.
I open my eyes and nod in resolution,
That facing my fate be the only solution.
A step forward is all it takes,
To erase the pain of past mistakes.
Calmly I take one final look around.
And in an moment, under me I feel no ground.
I smile as I float in my free-fall of bliss
As I speed closer to the all too welcoming abyss
I laugh as I close my eyes once more....
"Its been a damn good ride, that's for sure...-"