ON THE EDGE


Atop a cliff’s edge, sitting
My tiny yet thoughtful mind starting to race with anxious thoughts.
Thoughts that have a value worth the feelings of worry and perspiration. Very frightened !
My possessions gone,
My decisions and a glimmer of hope are all I have to call my own.
But several crumbled beyond repair, shattered !
I feel afraid,
I am so afraid that I am unsure of who I am,
Doubtful if I still have love to give,
Trustless on what to choose,
And aflutter of what will happen when I have used up all of my resources, including my decision !
Like a cat on hot bricks, I am terrified of my own shadow.
Let me say that I can’t sit on this cliff’s brink any longer!


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