The Edge

The edge calls out
Enticing whispers
Jagged rocks and tangled vines Nothingness masquerading as peace
Just a glance, a twisted wonder
Soon a thought,amidst the thunder, rises inside.
Longing to hide away from the ache..
Enticed by numbness posing as comfort, it draws you in.
Posing as freedom
Drowning the noise
Filling the void
Alluring silence
Reality slips and fades away.
The edge awaits, hidden in lies.
Cloaked in a veil of comfort,
The nothingness pulls, concealing the truth.
Seeking solace amidst the turmoil,
the mind ignores the quiet hints.
Awaiting just beyond the comforting daze,
The cliff lingers in its shroud of haze.

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