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by Kali Dec 4, 2003 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Danger lurks around each bend, Wanting; waiting For an unsuspecting by-passer To fall quickly Into its trap. As I hesitantly proceed, Nearing the bend, The bend where all life ends, I stop and wait; Waiting, in fear. In fear of the unknown danger. A danger so inhumane, All I can do, Is wait… In fear. A fear so great, I would jump, At the drop of a pin. At the buzz, Of another’s breathe. And jump I do, I jump as high As the moon Scared, out of my shoes Waiting, Fearing, Jumping, And…