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.
  step
      step
          step


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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