The Edge
I have been to The Edge
I have been to the darkness
I have heard the screams of others fallen before me
I have overlooked the oblivious mass of beaten souls
And I have screamed silently at the terrors
I felt the force pull me in, not caring to fight the powers
I felt my sanity bleed until the blood ran cold and dry
And suddenly I was alone
One foot in, the other tried not to follow
The figures that seemed to reach out in both directions faded before me
I was captured and frozen between the dimensions
And I heard a satisfied laughter
Wait!... I have been released
I felt the exhaustion overtake me and all was as before...
Or was it?
The light and the hope seemed to surround me
But the darkness had already invaded my being
And I began to question who had survived... Was it I?
Or was it the souls who remained beyond this existence?
No... I was not allowed to remain
I was taken and gutted... I was invaded and stripped
I was invited to death and thrown back
Doomed to walk my days balancing this frightful knowledge
I have been to The Edge...
And I have returned
Copyright © Chris Hagy | Year Posted 2016
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