here we are,
it's a dead end
and now there's no turning around.
we strayed from the path
and ended up here.
we realize that we've reached a cliff
and you can make this as clean
or as painful
as you like.
compulsively i jumped off
because it was the only way to find out what lied ahead.
but you clenched on to the edge so tightly
until you finally plummeted
because whatever it was you were holding on to
had already eroded.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
here we are,
it's a dead end
and now there's no turning around.
we strayed from the path
and ended up here.
we realize that we've reached a cliff
and you can make this as clean
or as painful
as you like.
compulsively i jumped off
because it was the only way to find out what lied ahead.
but you clenched on to the edge so tightly
until you finally plummeted
because whatever it was you were holding on to
had already eroded.
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