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Edge

I'm standing on the edge right now shouldn't even be looking down the voices scream and shout maybe I'll get it out before I hit the ground 

Demons voice soo loud i can't even shut them out   life's  a ed up path on an endless route  

Now I'm looking up from down confused flipped and spun around wicked words from a twisted mouth that just break me down 


You don't wanna know my pain run through my thoughts inside of my brain it's hard to maintain  staying sane in this ed up game that we play   it isnt fate and far from great and a little too late to reciprocate what couldve been saved stuck in a daze this crazy maze misplaced in your selfish ways unphased broken for days

  I'm standing on the edge right now shouldn't even be looking down the voices scream and shout maybe I'll get it out before I hit the ground 

Demons voice soo loud i can't even shut them out   life's  a ed up path on an endless route  

Now I'm looking up from down confused flipped and spun around wicked words from a twisted mouth that just break me down

Trying to get through is like trying with you end up beatin, battered and bruised  ing empty battling this noose at a war I'm destined to lose  my mentals abused your venoms infused fading away lips turning to blue

I'm standing on the edge right now shouldn't even be looking down the voices scream and shout maybe I'll get it out before I hit the ground 

Demons voice soo loud i can't even shut them out   life's  a ed up path on an endless route  

Now I'm looking up from down confused flipped and spun around wicked words from a twisted mouth that just break me down

As I'm falling and I hit the ground I hope it sounds soo loud you can't even shut me out I hope life gives you a ed up path on an endless route and I hope you're standing on the edge right now and you're looking down 

I'm standing on the edge right now shouldn't even be looking down the voices scream and shout maybe I'll get it out before I hit the ground 

Demons voice soo loud i can't even shut them out   life's  a ed up path on an endless route  

Now I'm looking up from down confused flipped and spun around wicked words from a twisted mouth that just break me down

Copyright © Michael Stover | Year Posted 2019


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Date: 4/29/2019 3:08:00 AM

The twisted voice that breaks you down, is all too familiar to me, my friend. I hope you know that the cadence of this poem is pretty amazing. Welcome to Poetry Soup!

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