By My Fingernails

I’m perched on the edge of the cliff
Struggling to hold on
Trying not to look down
Not to stare into the maw of The Pit

I know it is there
Calling to me
Singing a sweet refrain
Of forgetfulness and peace

“It’s too hard”
“Come to me, rest a bit”
“Who will miss you?”
“I will embrace even the Dark”

I know it it is a Lie
How can Truth come from The Pit?
So my fingernails dig deep
Into slipping soil



  1. Continue hanging in there and take pleasure in the smallest pleasures you find in life. 🙂


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