The Edge

This must be from 2009 or 2008… definitely unique to me. Made me think back to then and how far I’ve gotten…

Why is it every time I start to walk away from the edge
I go running back over it ready to step off
all of these games have gotten to my head
I get swept up in the chaos
Stay strong,
hang on,
remain calm
but every time I start to
I run back ready to step off the edge

It’s like drugs
I give it back but get it back
Then drink away the pain
It’s a never ending trap
And there’s never a moment to relax
Sitting on the ledge sipping ‘Nac
Until this life is going to collapse
And I stand up ready to step off the edge

They can talk me off the ledge
Only to chase me back over the cliff
One step, one step, and it’s off the edge
I can’t take it anymore,
I can’t take it anymore
There’s people standing at the bottom
And I’m going to jump down face first on them
Only to spread the tragedy and problems
One last crack of the bottle
And I dart for the edge
Jumping off
Because I can no longer take the manipulation in my head

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