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

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3 Comments

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

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