by Pamela-Jean Smith

Created on: September 02, 2009   Last Updated: September 04, 2009

As a bird perched on the edge of its nest
eyes searching the unknown world outside
strengthening its wings, yearning to fly
hungering for the freedom of the open skies

I stand upon the edge of a cliff
needing to escape the pain behind me
yet afraid of the emptiness in front of me

If I stay with the pain,
I at least have you
if I jump away from the pain,
I have nothing

You stand there watching me balancing on the edge
you, with the power to stop me
you, with the power to push me
I see your arms reach out towards me
I fall

Looking back with the wind in my face,
I wonder
did you push me?
were you trying to stop me?

Did I jump away from the pain
or did I simply misunderstand
and lose my balance?

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