Standing on the edge of a cliff,
I gaze down at the jutting rocks below.
I think of taking the leap
And fall to where crashing waters flow.
Standing on the edge of a building,
I gaze down at the people bustling by.
I think of taking of taking the leap
And fall but hope to fly.
Standing at the edge of your bed,
I gaze down at your smiling face.
I think of taking the leap
And fall into your embrace.
Standing on the edge of my sanity
I gaze down at where pure bliss is.
I think of taking of the leap
And fall to catch your kiss.
Standing on the edge of heartache
I gaze down at the impending gloom.
I think of taking the leap
And fall to the impending doom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem