‘The Edge’

Surrounded by the shadows of memories

And sick illusions of past joys

I lie tearless in the middle

Of the room which carried

My demons for years and more

In the stillness of surroundings

No distractions and no sounds

I lie without a single thought

Racing through my empty mind

I watch my worries circling around

Just watch them growing bigger and smaller

Although I don’t think nor consider

Anything, anything at all

My heart became heartless

The feelings – unwanted dust

Body like a prison

I let out a silent siren’s cry

Bent and straightened in convulsion

Not knowing repercussion

My soul fleeing

My head bleeding

Sweet still sour freedom awaiting

Now, ain’t that what I truly want?