At The Edge

I’m lost and at the edge

No idea which direction to go

Alone at this crossroad

No wise elder to ask

Voiceless in my head

Lost at the edge

Looking at my feet

Where do we head

No winds to push me

All around me looks the same

No clouds to tell me where the storm stands

The sky barren of birds to show me where life comes from

The only sound is that of my heart

Which way, which way

Where to go

The world is the box I’m trapped in

I must break free

But which way to go

Stranded alone with indecision and fear

I owe it to no one but myself

I cross the edge

Take the leap

Regret is far scarier than the unknown

Day #135 SJD

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