Hanging By The Edge Poem by Daya Nandan

I have become deeply troubled in life,
Cornered by stress that cuts like the edge of a knife,
Slowly but surely the wounds are killing me,
I am bleeding out while fighting pathogens i cannot see,

The way it is harming my body and mind,
Despite me cracking my head for a solution that i can find,
I am losing myself with the fear that consumes me,
I am losing sight of the great vision i could see,

I am slowly giving up yet i am trying to stay strong,
I do not if my will power can hold me for very long,
I want to get back on track badly but i don't know how,
I want to stand straight but my fears are making me bow

I am working hard yet my effort has yet to bear fruit.
I am bearing the storm but i feel cracks at each root,
I am trying my best to bend instead of break,
I am telling myself this is a nightmare yet i know i am wide awake,

I am a lost in a world of dread, hate and fear,
I am feeling it like a cancer within drawing my end near,
I don't know if i can keep this up much longer,
I don't know if i can find the strength to become stronger,

I never thought the weakness of the mind could be this bad,
I never thought i could be unbelievably sad,
What will i say to the people that depend on me?
What will be my true destiny?

All i can do is keep trying to accelerate further in life,
Despite my bleeding legs that have been gashed by a knife,
A trail of blood to mark my life's difficult path,
A road of doom to face off with life's great wrath,

How can i climb further and catch up to my peers,
That have gone further than me throughout the years,
i feel so left back while slowly climbing up this slippery ledge,
i am trying to hold on yet i am barely hanging by the edge.