A Jaded Angel's Plunge |
| by Shauna Keimig |
I hang off the edge
of my cliff of morals.
As I dangle my feet,
brushing the air with my toes,
I know it was wrong to go this far.
But here I am, nonetheless,
about ready to plunge.
I never thought this would happen to me,
and I know it has
as I throw my arms open, falling.
When I hit bottom
it hurts so much it almost feels good.
The pain sets in and I go numb.
I cry out silently for a rope,
no one hears my screams it seems.
I climb back up
and there You are.
You told me not to jump,
I did it anyways.
I’m bruised and hurt,
tears have washed the dirt from my face.
I try and I try to hand myself over to You,
but I’m so scared.
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