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On Edge

I am so on edge,

Can’t sleep at night;

Borrow from tomorrow.

Every day

My shadow gives me fright.

I live on the ledge;

I have to pay

Do I jump?

This wont go away.

Not suicidal,

Not depressed


A fucking mess,

Taking time

To sort it out

But I must

Lest things turn nasty.

As previously


I cannot leave

The ghastly

Effect of age

Gather rust,

But do not see

You dead.

Published inAddictions & LustAllegoriesLove & No LoveSeeing Within & Without