Thursday, November 1, 2007

Over The Edge

WHY AM I FIGHTING THIS CRAZY WAR?

I'M SO TIRED AND ALONG THE WAY I FORGOT WHAT I WAS REALLY FIGHTING FOR.

AND WHO IS THE REAL ENEMY?

I'VE HURT SO MANY PEOPLE TO GET TO HIM, BUT HE'S STILL ALIVE.

HOW CAN THAT BE?

I CLOSE MY EYES AND COUNT TO TEN, BUT WHEN I OPEN THEM AGAIN I CANNOT

SEE.

I CANNOT SEE.

AND WHEN MY VISION COMES INTO FOCUS, A SPOTLIGHT COMES ON AND BRIGHTLY

SHOWS US;

I SEE AN IMAGE OF ME. ONLY ME.

SO I RUNAND HIDE UNTIL I'M TOO TIRED TO GO ON, AND SIT DOWN SO I CAN

THINK.

HOW CAN I RUN FROM MYSELF? HOW CAN I PROTECT MYSELF?

MY WORLD'S BEGINNING TO SINK.

IT'S BEGINNING TO SINK.

SO I RUN AND HIDE UNTIL I'M TOO TIRED TO GO ON, AND I SIT DOWN SO I CAN

THINK.

HOW CAN I RUN FROM MYSELF? HOW CAN I PROTECT MYSELF?

MY WORLD'S BEGINNING TO SINK. IT'S BEGINNING TO SINK.

I LISTEN CLOSELY FOR A MESSSAGE OF ESCAPE.

BUT ALL I HEAR ARE INNER VOICES REMINDING ME OF ALL OF MY MISTAKES.

ALL OF A SUDDEN I'M LIKE A CHILD AGAIN; I'M ALL ALONE, AND I'M AFRAID¼

IT SEEMS THAT I'VE LOST ALL OF MY FRIENDS.

WHY DID LIFE HAVE TO INJURE ME THIS WAY?

I CONJURE UP THE STENGTH TO SAY " I NEED ALLIES AGAIN. I NEED HELP

AGAIN".

I TRY TO BANDAGE UP WOUNDS IN SHAME, I CANNOT BARE ALL THE PAIN.

ALL THE PAIN.

SO IN A FOGLESS STATE OF MIND, I GO OVER THE LEDGE AND JUMP TO SHELTER

BELOW.

AND AS I CROSS OVER THE EDGE, I PREPARE MYSELF FOR THE FALL.

I REALIZE WAR IS ALL THAT I KNOW;

it is all that I've ever known.
Copyright ©2006 Attica Lundy

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