It seems like my life

Is always

On

The

Edge.

I’m fighting my mind

I’m helping someone rise

When inside

I can’t feel the need to survive.

My life is tipping

Over

The

Edge.

I don’t know

If anyone will catch me

As if that matters though

No one cares if a grain of sand went missing

No?

I just think of going missing

To see who would actually care

And who were true

And if come back and screw the lies

Through.

But there is hope on the edge

Because you never know

I may fly forever instead.