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Jan 2021
The roar of each rap of my heart in my ears

I can hear nothing else

The wind whips my hair and distracts my eyes

The solid earth below me rocks like a boat on rough seas

Shaky shallow breaths catch in my throat

Toes on the edge of what looks like eternity

Why did I walk to the edge?

The ground not even a foot behind me lay even and safe

I know every inch of the world behind me

So why did I walk to the edge?

Why did I poise myself on the brink of this abyss veiled in darkness?

My weak knees shake as I contemplate the vast unknown in front of me

I wait stoically expecting the millions of questions I have asked a million times to invade my mind

I wait for these questions to crash through my brain and drag me back to the safety at my back

But instead

Silence

The view in front of me is beautiful

The possibilities of what lay ahead are breathtaking

My whole body becomes still

And with one smooth deep breath


I step
Susanna Newsome
Written by
Susanna Newsome  26/F
(26/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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