[a working title]
I wish I had more time to write while at u of I… maybe if I didn’t work freaken 25 hours a week…. :/
Teetering at the edge of infinity,
I find my self often,
On the brink of nothingness
On the brink of something
To some, the fear of jumping into the edge of nothingness:
the vast void that has long plagued humanity, inspired writers and tormented souls
Is the greatest fear known
But to me; That fear is atomic
compared to withstanding an eternity of a life
Constantly between nothingness and something.
Between insanity and normality
Between restlessness and peace.
Never here nor there, afraid to let it go,
afraid to make much of it.
