Lost or Forgotten?
Alone I stand on this abyss
the vast emptiness haunts me
I question my place in life
and the edge taunts me
I ask myself where do I count
and who would mark my passing
And questions flutter ‘round me now
but are they worth asking
Like if I die before I wake
What ripples would be created
And if I choose to live it out
What choice is already slated
And if I cannot relay this truth
why must I be so frightened
I feel a need to be complete
but can’t grasp a solution
Then look into the vast unknown
for some kind of resolution
And I stand alone on this abyss
to feel the wind of change blow
And listen for my saving grace
the truth of worth to echo
Linda Clark.... aka....£àûRîë
