Knife’s Edge
Just a poem that slowly changed as my attitude changed while I was writing it. The one mentioned in it knows who she is, and told me I should do more poetry. I may just do so.
I walk a knife's edge.
Demons a wait on my right,
Standing in a flaming Light
To the left endless pain
Is this what it's like to be insane?
Voices ring out in my mind
The agony of their yelling makes me feel blind
The blade cuts into my feet
The pain creates unholy heat
Ahead the path takes a sharp turn
Behind me the edge starts to burn
Above is nothing but sky
Below are the forces that hope I die
I walk a knife's edge
Why can I not find a simple ledge?
Friends await at the end
Maybe their aid they can lend?
I walk a knife's edge.
Walking along this blade I feel it all fall away
Can I survive yet another day?
My friends await me
Why can't they see
That I bring only agony?
I walk a knife's edge.
I have made a slip
I wish my friends had seen me on this trip
Out of the darkness comes a hand
I reach for it, yet my limbs seem to move as if trapped in sand
I walk a knife's edge.
I have found my salvation
She is safety from the desolation
As she draws me out of the dark and into the light
I can't help but fight
I walk a knife's edge.
As she brings me to where I'm free
I fight the hands of demons and the dark that try to grasp me
I finally am standing on a ledge
Thanks to her love I've left that knife's edge.
I walk a knife's edge no more
Instead I walk alongside her and my heart is able to soar
We enjoy the warmth and the light
I am happy because I no longer fight
I am free
So long as she stands beside me
Together we prepare to stay
Though I know the darkness may try to return another day.
I have escaped the knife's edge.
The time will come for me to walk away
However, my love will always ask me to stay
At times gone as if I am the leaves in fall
Yet always do I return to her call