The Edge

The Edge is always there

It knows where to find me

I cannot escape it's clutches

I'm unable to flea

It holds me in its firm grasp

As if it doesn't want to let go

The Edge claims to be a friend

Though I know it's a foe

It likes to ask me questions

It wants to know my name

I'm afraid to answer

I'm afraid it'll fuel the flame

It whispers in my ear

In its icy cold voice

"Why don't you come closer?

I am your best choice."

I stand there quietly

My face holds a blank stare

Maybe it'll go away

If I pretend it isn't there

It's angered by my silence

"You can't ignore me forever!

You're ignorant and weak!

You'll end up like the others."

"What makes you different?

Why should you be alive?

Nobody cares about you

Who cares if you die?"

You won't amount to anything

What have you got to lose?

You deserve to perish

So it's me you should choose."

I nod ever so slightly

I know that it's right

Maybe I should listen to it

And give up the fight

I'm unsure of what I want

I have yet to decide

And still the edge draws me closer

At least I can say that I tried..