The edge

The edge

She feels like she’s drowning,
Lost and alone,
With nothing but grief and pain,
Just two steps from the edge.

She’s lost her smile,
In the depth of darkness,
But she’s not sure she cares anymore,
Too broken, in pieces.

Time passes too quickly for her to fully understand,
Exactly where she’s going,
Or where she’s been,
Wondering if she’ll ever learn to smile again?

Knowing that she must,
Be strong, have faith,
That tomorrow will be a better day,
One day she’ll come back from the edge

© Karen Peatt 2009