Description: Hmmm... yeah, just an old piece I happened to dig up while I was packing up to get away from Hurricane Charleyl; hey, at least SOMETHING good came out of it. Let me know what you think...
Oh, and yeah, title suggestions would be appreciated...
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I'm on the verge of tears again
I'm walking towards the edge,
I'm tearing into pieces now
I'm nearing to the ledge.
I'm fighting life with every breath --
Still, I'm struggling to survive,
I'm drowning in my sorrow;
I'm dying to stay alive.
I'm fearing what may haunt me
Soon as I should close my eyes;
Apparitions of things that have passed --
Remembrance of those lies.
Memory of hopes shattered
Piercing shards of broken glass
I'm waiting for the day to end;
Anxious for this all to pass.
i got the desperation you were feeling as you were walking towards that ledge. it's like as i was reading it the plea got stronger and stronger. you are just waiting for it all to settle down now so you can rest. like you want to just curl into a ball and have it all go away. boy, do i know that feeling... well done. you could almost title it "walking the ledge."
Well, as i've said before, I'm not the strongest supporter of constant rhyming. But you seem to be able to pull it off. This topic, however often it appears on this website, is a topic close to all of us at one piont in our lives. I think everyone has days like this, its getting through those days that shows us who we are.. good job Dandan old buddy, thanks for sharing!
Submission Name: Untitled II
you could almost title it "walking the ledge."