The Cliff Edge (Poem)

I feel like an hourglass- my sand is running out

And with every granule comes more doubt

My memory of you is older than the time we spent together.

I don't understand why I am here?

I see other people living their lives as I claw back mine

shedding the timeline as I go:

I spend my good days filled with fear

(Be grateful be gracious the cliff edge is near)

and I fall down again through rock bottom

Did you know there's no end?

The bottom of a rolling rock

is simply the top again.