the edge is near, my toes hang off the side;
one sudden movement will cause me to slide
to the bottom of the canyon i stand before now.
but i want to fall hard onto the ground
because then maybe the gross cracking sound
will wake me up to see the good in me.
standing at the doorway of common death
i realize the precious value of each breath
and how much it all really means.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 4:07 PM UTC
the edge is near, my toes hang off the side;
one sudden movement will cause me to slide
to the bottom of the canyon i stand before now.
but i want to fall hard onto the ground
because then maybe the gross cracking sound
will wake me up to see the good in me.
standing at the doorway of common death
i realize the precious value of each breath
and how much it all really means.
