Feels like I’m on the edge now The edge of a precipice The edge of something great Or something horrible I can’t tell which I know how I got here But I don’t know Whether to take the plunge Or scramble back from the edge All below is shrouded with fog Could be just a […]
You stand on the precipice of the unknown With the proverbial rug ripped out from under you You feel alone and abandoned Justifiably pissed Frustrated Scared and alone A cliff on one side A long rocky thorny Slope back didn’t touch hell behind While you sit lost on a small plateau There’s a straight vertical […]
The Mad Poet's Street Corner 