what's the point

it's not like anyone even reads this....

3AM strength

Hold me in your quiet arms
Cradle me in your darkness
Hide me from the eyes of the world
And their judgment of this pain
I weep uncontrollably
But silently
Praying for an ending
Beyond the capability of my hands
Can I bear this burden
Or am I too weak to handle
All of this
Can I in this deep of night
Lay down all that weighs on me
Can I in this night dare to need
To cry
To be held in the confidence
Of this late hour
Dare I show the weakness I hide
Or must I continue to fake
This strength
always

On the Edge

The dulled grayish white of the sand
In the barely there moonlight
Ending in utter blackness
 
Threatening nothingness
Roaring in the shadows
Screaming stay away
At the same time taunting one
to come a little nearer
 
To walk to the edge
And look over
To dare to stand at the very
end of existence
And look into the void
 
It’s here you and I meet
As the world sleeps
And hides
Here in the almost complete darkness
 
On the brink
 
Where the known ends
And the abyss begins
All too aware of how from the moment of birth
We are hurtling toward this cliff
This death
This ceasing to be
 
And here we play on the threshold
Half daring the other to jump
Half holding the other back
 
On the razors edge
 
You and I
Dance
You and I dare
to
 
be
 
Given only this moment
Of eternity
Too aware
It’s all about to be
lost