Sta.sh
I walk a narrow path on the brink of insanity.
To my right is a field of luscious flowers,
The sun that smiles down on them,
The gentle breeze that blows their fragrance over,
Over, through the barbwire fence that forbids crossing.
To my left is a sheer cliff,
Over a thousand feet deep,
With teeth at the bottom that threaten to swallow me whole,
And I walk the narrow path between.
When I walk, I do not stumble, I do not falter,
I have walked this path for years,
This endless path that leads to nowhere,
I follow this narrow path on brink of insanity.
Lately the sky has darkened and the wind blows,
It threatens to push me off the brink of insanity,
But I always manage to hold on and continue walking forward.
I will forever be doomed to walk this dangerous path.
Some days I feel I can't hold on, that the wind is too strong,
But I always continue walking forward,
With nowhere else to go, no one else to turn to, I march on,
On this lonely path on the brink of insanity.
I think perhaps it would be better to fall,
To end my misery at the bottom,
To stop the torture of seeing "what my life could have been",
To leave the field of flowers, the barbwire fence, and the narrow path behind,
To stop fighting the wind,
To give in to insanity.
And so with one final push I give in to the wind,
To the forces the drive me off this cliff,
And I begin to fall,
My plunge off the brink of insanity.
And that's when I feel your hand grab mine.
You stop my fall,
You bring me back to this narrow path,
You break the chains of "could have been,"
You steer me past the fences I built up,
You lead me through the field of flowers,
You hold my hand and smile,
You tell me everything will be alright.
You bring me off of that wretched path on the brink of insanity,
And lead me into a brighter future.
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it was really good <33
