The end of the world,
Just there.
Past the trees,
Beyond the where.
The brink of all,
A hop, jump and skip.
White nothingness,
A long endless strip.
Mere three steps,
Me, bleak strides, a rime.
The edge of being,
The brim of time.
The end of the world,
Just there.
And I am here,
So near to dare.