DANCING ON THE LEDGE

DANCING ON THE LEDGE

I’m standing upon the edge,

I simply want to jump off this ledge,

There’s nothing left for me,

It’s getting dark, too dark to see,

I’m feeling the cold rain from these grey skies,

And I’m not the least bit surprised,

This life has been one tempestuous storm,

And I’m growing cold and weary with nothing warm,

On my own, been stumbling along drenched streets,

My heart, I don’t think it even still beats,

I stared down at my reflection in a puddle,

And all I saw was a man in complete muddle,

Awkwardness mucks up my mind,

A life of heartache is the shambles you’ll find,

If you were to open up this misunderstood soul,

All I can do now is seek in Him control,

My last resort should have been my first,

But human nature overtook my spiritual thirst,

Now here I am, once again dancing on this ledge,

Praying I’ll find salvation before I fall off the edge.

-brad