The Edge

~A Place called The Edge~ We kept our heads up high, at the boundary of the universe We Gave no thought, closing every feeling in a wooden box Remaining firm on two principles, practice, and good will Letting go- -With the idea of free falling -I traveled with the current of air I broke into the mindset of your whispers... Watching over the glow, in your eyes... With disrupted ways you reform issues, Becoming objective, in ways I need to follow Life and its vanity are so unfair, A goddess re-birth Through the needle eyes of mother earth Within the flames, one rises to the edge of games The phoenix call, withheld wisdom that we can't feel at all As it cascaded into dreams we recognized A place to visit, When in distress, stepping on my own shoe I walk the distance, falling into a stream of romance A projectile performance, in an exotic trance A new psychological pat was formed Firm and fair, A monarch standing in my way Beneath the fall, above the ledge, The clouds swallow, every shadow left Shattering every crimson sea, Flying high with eternalness by my side My sleepless days are aimless and carried out Covered in ashes, with the vividness of the ocean. Holding hands, at the edge of everything Dangling by, as if we had a split personality Standing on the edge, we count our steps As we pace backwards, to relive a life without strife I've been there, I am there! Living on the edge of everything :)