Standing on the precipice
Wind blowing on my face
Looking out at my surroundings
Unfamiliar with this place…
The beauty I expected
Is filled by my own tears
My hopes now lay rejected
Leaving me with only fears…
Standing still not an option
A path I must now choose
But the path that’s in my heart
Is one that leads to you…
That path is all but lost
Closed by your fear of loss
So I stand here left deciding
The path that I must walk…
To the sides I’m forced to travel
Along this cliff that’s standing tall
There’s nothing left behind me
Part of me would rather fall…
This is beautiful