this dream
this nightmare
this forever
this whenever
i close my eyes
and there i am
waiting
i'm at the edge
of a cliff
i'm at the edge
of a precipice
i'm at the edge
a skyscrapers roof
looking into the void
i'm about to approach
to meet
to become
a fall
waiting
to engulf me
to cease
my fragile mortality
waiting
to trip me up
to push me over
waiting
to dash me
to mash me
on the rocks
below
waiting
to smash me
to splash me
on the footpath
beneath me
as i fall
i wake
the motion
rocks me
jars me
tears me fearfully
from my slumber
in sweat sodden sheets
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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