Teetering On The Edge Sharp As Razors

Everyday becomes  
Darker and darker  
As if the sun  
Has given up
Finding no more  
Reasons to shine
It's light  
Leading me Closer
To the edge  
Of my breaking point
The grass  
Can’t grow
With the toxins
In the air  
The environment  
Polluted with so
Many lies and hate
Decaying
Everything happy
Beautiful and sweet
About me
Slowly breaking  
Me down
Weakening me  
To my knees
Unworthy  
To breath  
Clean air
I see them
Now as I look
Behind  
All the red flags
And warning signs  
Not to enter  
This land  
Unless your  
Willing to play
A game of  
Mind Fuckery  
Chess
With your life  
But now
It’s too late to
Turn around  
Or back out  
The entrance  
Has sealed
Its doors
I can choose  
To remain
Or to  
Forfeit the game
I’ll loose
Either way
Rather it be  
My sanity  
Or mind  
I’ll leave  
With my life  
And a consolation  
Prize  
Where i’ll
Find myself  
Teetering on the edge
Sharp as razors  
 
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