As you've finally crawled

to the edge

painfully close

minutes or ages ago

Dance in the air over the abyss

little time only

to flow

distant of greed

hopeless and sore

April rain warmth

no one follows your steps

'Yet why should I stay ?

unimpressed

to the bitter...'

Light up your throne of pride

lost

into the hall of soundlessness

don't raise the Past

With no remorse

just crush your wasted youth and close

your eyes

forget the fear

step through the crack beyond

The distance hurts