Whisper loud [Original Poetry]

V - Path Beyond the Edge

The further I walk, the closer I come
To falling over and never getting back up.
I'll drop to my knees at the edge of the cliff,
Only to doubt my choices leading me here.

I thought I could jump over the edge,
Or at least I would fly, gracefully to the grass;
But now I know that the decision is mine;
Even if it has always been.

Standing my ground, I should walk away,
Only to follow my steps back to
Where road ends, where many have lingered.
Now the footprints lie before me.

I'm oblivious to the many times I've travelled
To the place beyond the hillside,
But only in my wildest dreams do I fall;
Ill hold myself back, grasping grass roots.

The first I've seen with my own two eyes,
Followed the path I now can see.
Perhaps they followed their steps past,
Ever wondering why they took the step.

Now I stumble; I've lost my way,
Perhaps there is no returning to the path;
The path I once followed so desperately,
Hopefully I should never cross this path again.