The Edge

She nears the edge,

holding her last breathe

Her heart beats heavily

awaiting what will be

Maybe it won’t be…

Maybe it will all break evenly

Slowly colliding into a motionless remedy

Or Maybe it will be…

Suspense tosses her to the wind

Leaving her to brave the cold upon her skin

Sometimes she wonders

WHY she dives in when all else is uncertain

Revamp and new poetry coming soon!

Hi All!

As you may have noticed, I’ve taken a long hiatus from blogging. It was eventful, but I have truly missed writing and sharing my ideas with you all. With that being said, I am excited to announce that I have decided to restart blogging and will be posting new poems and pieces within the next week. Feel free to share your ideas. Thank you for all the support!

-Lady T