Thursday, December 25, 2014

March On

I stood at the edge,
hardly daring to look,
or breathe.

Falling backwards into fear itself
was not an impossible fate,
yet I was spared from plummeting
into dark's welcoming embrace.

A step forward took me away
from certain failure.

One foot in front
of the other.

All my efforts
to not fail...

I've tried so hard
to make you proud.

I will march on,
through these valleys which
surround me,
until finally I will reach
a place where there are
no cliffs.

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