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