I'm standing on the edge,
Ready to take the leap.
I don't know what's coming,
But I know that it's too deep.
I don't know if there's ground below,
Don't know of anyone will catch me.
But I'm jumping of the cliff,
What must be will be.
I'm taking chances,
Nothing left to pull me back.
And if I do hit the ground,
It just might be the final crack.
Wherever I'm going now,
Just might be the end.
Of maybe a new beginning,
Something that's heaven sent.
I'm going under,
But I might just come up once more.
This might be the end of the trail,
Or it just might settle the score.
Now it's just a leap of faith,
Security is no option.
It is fly or fall for me,
As I am taking my final bow.
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
