• The cliff


    It stands there
    Dark and inviting
    Biding me to come closer
    To take a step off of the edge
    A cliff so high you can't see the bottom
    A cliff so high it makes me wonder what's at the bottom

    Day after day it calls
    Biding me to come closer
    Biding me to find out what's at the bottom
    And some days I want to know
    Some days I want to step off of the edge
    Just to see what lay at the bottom
    Would it be the end
    Or would it be the beginning?

    At times I feel a thrill of fear
    And wonder why I'm scared
    I know that it lay in my future
    That much is inevitable
    I know I can't resist it much longer


    So I stand here staring at the cliff
    Wondering what lay at the bottom
    Wondering when the day I step off it will come
    And wondering if I'll survive.