i stand at the edge of a cliff
on top of the mountain that took me years to climb
i never thought i’d climb this high
i don’t allow myself to appreciate the view
all i can do is look back at the path i’ve come from
praying i fall down
so i have an excuse to climb back up the familiar path
there is no pride in the work i’ve done
no recognition for my accomplishments
reach my goal of years just to disregard my efforts
the emotion that consumes me is fear
it paralyzes me
unable to turn around to see the beauty i’d been searching for
my back remains to the unknown
heels on the edge of the cliff
convinced the only way forward is to fall
