Edge of the world
Standing on the edge of the world
With one foot in the air
The Crashing waves beneath him
Crying tears of despair
Another death won’t matter
Who would really care
He broke his vow and prayed to god
But god was never there
He close his eyes to listen
To the drumming of his heart
It beats the story of a broken man
Who tore himself apart
The drink just made him bitter
The drugs just numbed the pain
All his friends don’t understand
The thoughts going through his brain
So he walked to the end of the world
With a though so clear and sober
He took a breath to clear his mind
And took one more step over.
Copyright © Simon Nixon | Year Posted 2025
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