Poetry: Cliff

I’ve been here before

I once stood on the edge of a cliff

And I jumped off without a parachute

Because someone told me he’d catch me

When I fell and I believed him


He didn’t lie that time

He caught me alright

In a steel trap with jaws and teeth

That tore at my wings and heart

I bit my own hands off to be free


I now stare over another edge

This time I’ll make another choice

And turn around and walk away

Sometimes it’s better to trust myself

I’m worth more than this


He may not be lying

It doesn’t really matter

Let me down easy I say

Or don’t bring me down at all

And at least I can give myself a soft landing

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