On the brink
Forever it seems
Mind’s trudging a ridge
On the brink
Of a precipice
False step into the abyss
Ahead leads onwards
Makes mental moments matter
Buffeted
By unseen
Tormented
Whispers taunt
Spectral memories
Look through me
Shadow filled guilt-shame
Sneaks behind
New dawns and sunshine
Redirect focus
Horizon-bearing
Hope
Glimmers
The wonder filled is
Just beyond
Wonderful read, the structure is tight and carries the beat well so that there is a sense of risk and at the end something better.
Thank you, Paul, it is kind of you to say so.
I love ‘just beyond’ !
Thank you for letting me know. My husband said “that one’s more cheerful”. I’m inclined to agree.