I’m on the edge of life
Trying to figure out just what ill do
This my choice no one else’s
Falling off the edge still stubborn and rude
Maybe its time to change my attitude
But oh it’s to late
I’m tumbling toward the end
In a few seconds I shall be wrapped forever in sin
I wait in vein for this moment to arrive
Am I here already am I still alive
I get up and look around
I have fallen on to a soft bush
I look up, back to the edge where more people are about to fall
But as I look in dismay at the bush where I had safely fallen
I tell my self the bush cant fit them all in
I shout and I call to those above
But they can’t hear me they wont listen to me
Just like I couldn’t hear the voices that called to me
I walk away sad and unhappy
Thinking to myself, how many more are going to be that lucky
I must thank the lord for his saving grace
leanna hall
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-edge-5/
