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The Edge

Updated: Jul 20, 2021




Here I am solemn-faced, knee-deep in guilt

perched over the edge of a bottomless pit


Angry reckless thoughts crowd my brain

few I reason with, others in vain.


The edge as I stare beckons me close,

a dark abyss with an infuriating force.


the thoughts have now run astray

Survivors guilt some might say.


The edge I see has crept in slow

it now appears closer than before


headfirst I dive, plunging into the deep

My eyes open, I struggle to keep.


Deeper I push into this cavernous hole

and yet this damned guilt won't let go.