I’m at the cusp of Reality
It’s a thin edge
I can balance for a little while longer
But not too much longer
I feel like I’m going to fall into an abyss of inaction
I need to eject now, from the bondage of invisible chains
Holding my mind, my body, my soul
I’m at the cusp of Reality
I’m not a circus performer
Circus of Life performer
I need my footing firm
I don’t want to live on the cusp
But firm footing will be realized when I delicately walk off the cusp
With each step, an error of footing can happen at any moment
The decisions we make affect our future
One step at a time
I need my footing firm
I’m at the cusp of Reality…
Cusp of Reality – a poem by studentasim
Published inpoetry