Walking the Line

Standing at the edge, and I slowly lose my mind--

As I peer over the ledge, to see what I will find...

Adrenaline pumping through me, trying to break reality's bind,

Which overtakes this fear of leaving myself behind...

I let my foot falter as I pray, once more, for peace--

Asking for the evil in me to die, to finally cease.

But my prayer goes unanswered and is surely now deceased--

So I gather up my strength, and I turn to face the Beast!

A miracle comes to save me as the daylight fades away,

To reveal a beautiful sunset that was sent to end this day...

The holy, vibrant colors slowly eat at my decay--

Filling up this emptiness, as He shows me the way...