Slipping Into Darkness

Fingers clenching on the edge of the cliff of hope
With each giving day
With each second
Each moment
The time comes closer.

With all the gravity
Of lies
Of sadness
Of hatred that spread throughout the veins.

With all this weight
The time will come
To slip into the darkness below.

To fall into the unknown world of darkness
Without wind of happiness to rise and push up above the gapping mouth of the darkness.

Not a gust of love to raise the heart out of this mourning mountain gorge.