Posted in Free verse, Poem

Day 71: The Edge

Standing on the edge
There are only two choices

Hang by the edge
Forever remaining
On the precipice
Between longing and fear
Muscles atrophying
Until all you do is fall

Or

Release the edge
Let go of the fears
Inhibitions ripped out
As the body falls
Old doubts buried
By wings of will​
Until all you do is fly

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

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Attempting to discover more about myself and the world

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