Close To The Edge

Close To The Edge

It is dark I can not see



I have only my hands to guide me



There is no fear..just a few hot tears



That slowly begin to sear



Pressing my body to the wall



My next move could be a fall



Searching with finger tips



I am finding nothing left to grip

           

I knew where I was headed when I began



Something happened and blindly I ran



I remember the sun and the warmth of the day



Hours upon hours filled with play



Where did it go did I turn the wrong way?



I was here sometime ago



Close to the edge no where to go

           

But I escaped got back on track

           

Happy no drama back on the Lords path!



By M. Nicolette Aninos Morrison