The Edge
The Edge
I've been to the bottom
I screamed at the top
My lungs have been full
To let out a sigh
The hair was pulled tight
Strands in my fingers
But the pain doesn't linger
Don't judge or give the finger
I've been close to the edge
One or two toes over
The bottom seemed endless
Just closer to the edge
Stepped back
Copyright © Michael Price | Year Posted 2021
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