On the Edge
I’ve walked too far, I’ve tried too long,
Yet every step feels so wrong.
Like chasing dreams that slip away,
No matter what, they never stay.
The weight I carry, day by day,
Grows heavier and won’t fade away.
I’ve fought the fight, I’ve played the part,
But wounds run deep inside my heart.
No guiding map, no place to rest,
Just racing thoughts that fail the test.
Yet in the dark, a thought remains,
A flicker small within these chains.
Perhaps the dawn will find me still,
Perhaps there's strength beyond my will.
Maybe time will clear the view,
Maybe strength is breaking through.
So one more try, one more night,
Though doubts may dim the light.
Maybe—just maybe—I'll hold on tight,
And tomorrow things will feel alright.
Copyright © Ash S. | Year Posted 2025
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