Over the Edge

I fell over the edge of the world, And my soul began to unfurl, All around me impression came and went in a blizzard like swirl, My mind began to quiver and twirl. I was in the midst of depression, Caught up in a whirlwind of regression, Wanting to lash out with hatred and aggression, What I need is a spiritual resurrection. I am lost, nowhere to turn, Each face I see my soul it doth burn, I am lost, but oh so hungry to learn, For a true love my poor soul yearns. Where can I turn without hitting a wall, I guess I must rip, I must maul, I must learn to be a spiritual giant, at least 20 feet tall, Before this innocent trip over the edge of the world becomes an endless fall. Where do I go from here, Where no road is clear, Where at every turn another monster appears, Where do I go when I have run out of tears? I must go now, far, far away, Until the day... That I may, See happiness once again come my way.