I sit with my feet dangling
Staring down at the abyss belowThough I do not know what happens if I fall
Every day I edge slowly closerPeople pull me back from time to time
Some stay sat right next to meSometimes the darkness is inviting
Like a release from a passive tortureI look into the eyes of my sister
And I know I cannot let myself goI hear the laugh of my friends
And I know I cannot let myself goI hear the words of my partner
And I know I cannot let myself goI cannot let myself go.
27/02/2023
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Poems?
PoetryPoems. I wrote em. They're not good. (the newer ones are a bit better)