The silence was acutely sharp
I daren't move
A tiny burst of
The most trivial movements...
The consequences are
Painfully fatal.
No more baby steps
For it is way
Too dangerous.
No more baby steps
Yet I said I've grown
I further juxtapose
I may be
A walking irony alert
But nonetheless
It fulfills my dried heart
My saturated eyes
Has been eradicated
Let me
Spread even upon
The gravelly ground.
Gradients of
Different colours
Wrought with different intensities
Of raw emotions
My feelings on edge
The cliff disintegrates
My decision made
For I have delayed this
For far too long.
