Cliff Edge Prisoner

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On a cliff edge, arms open wide
Free fall to hell with just one more stride
Close my eyes, feel the wind blow
Which way will it take me
I don’t know
Fates out of my hands
I won’t decide
I’ve lost control, I’ve lost my pride
I’ve lost my voice
I’m scared to speak
I’m tired and fragile
I feel too weak
Just when I think I can learn to adapt
My feelings sink straight back into a relapse
As I open my eyes I take a step back
Drop down to my knees
Take in a deep gasp
I’ve come too far, I won’t look behind
The future ahead is what I must find 
When we enter this world
We are born to be free
So why is there a prisoner locked inside of me
But the shackles are loosened
I’m up for parole
It's time for the real me to now take back control

© curiousdud3 09/2020

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curiousdud3

Sun 27th Sep 2020 09:34

Hi Julie, I wouldn't know where to start with publishing and I don't think they are good enough.

It's just plain me trying to get all the gibberish out of my head to clear some space x ❤️

julie callaghan

Sat 26th Sep 2020 20:32

And breath, had me holding my breath until the very end. Have you published any of your poems? I would definitely buy. x

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