The Edge of Nothing

January 1, 2012
I walk alone
No one here nor there
I feel myself slipping
To knock and find no answer
Is no surprise
They watch me
Slip.
The last of my fingers, slowly losing grip.
I feel their eyes burning my skin with their glares
Don't make me go back I beg.
My eyes, they sting as I terrifyingly watch their stares.
Help, i have done it again
Lost my balance and start at the begin.
My only finger straining to hold on
Smoke, suffocating me
I lose my grip and feel myself fly into The Edge of Nothing





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