DESTINATION UNKNOWN
Sitting,
On the edge of my life.
My legs and feet hanging,
Shoelaces untied,
Dangling.
Below me a chasm,
The bottom unknown.
Behind me,
Vast and blurry.
Each direction,
Seemingly infinite.
I am on the precipice,
Walking the edge.
Arms extended for balance.
Teetering this way,
Wobbling that way.
If I fall in,
I may not stop.
If I turn and run,
I may grow tired.
Thinking.
Dreaming.
Kicking my feet,
Flailing my shoelaces.
Waiting.
Sitting.
About Me
- Flygirlie314
- Free spirit, positive outlook on life, appreciation for dry humor, passionate about literature and music. This is my outlet, my ramblings, my emotions, my insanity.
You capture the "fork in the road" feeling with such perfection and imagery. Hang in there hon!
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