Over The Edge Poem by keri caldwell

Over The Edge



Every name you call me
such as lazy, good for nothing,
waste of a human being.
pushes me.
Every slap, hit, or blow
pushes me.
Every hateful thing you say or do
pushes me.
Pushes me closer to the edge
Everytime this happens
I move one step closer.
One day it will be enough to push,
Push me over the edge.

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