An Inch Above The Abyss
I am but a moment from falling
Down into darkness
Down among despair
But a moment;
But a ever-so-subtle shove
I've been prodded here by oblivion
And ignored by things known
I ought to be afraid.
Shouldn't I?
Why do I embrace the thought of breath
Escaping?
That's not my escape; that's my end.
I will fall, and I am what I should not be
Ready.
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Hi! My name is Elizabeth Davenport, and I'm a college student who loves all things language, no matter what language it is! I'm probably reading, writing, or dancing in the rain right now. I'm a featured poet, Aura, on diesandnoctis.com (go check them out: they're great!), and use the names E.D., Elie Dav, and Elizabeth Davenport when posting my own.
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