Between life and death
One false move
And all will be done
Its like I am standing
On the edge, the edge
Of a razor blade
Either way I'm screwed
It is only a matter of time
Before I slip and fall
Fall to my death
Each day it seems
The blade seems closer
Almost under my skin
Pressing harder,
Closer to the edge
Willing me to fall
Or better yet, to jump
But its not over
I may be dead inside
But they don't know
So I continue on
As though all is alright
And its not over
Alleine
hey, you are not screwed... it will be ok... wish you all the best