The Fall

Pride goes before the fall

And I know I'm falling

I just hope I'm not falling pridefully

Into the wrong pit

My pitfall is my pride

My humility not so near

Maybe if I fall hard enough

My mistakes will become clear

Maybe I'll stop this insanity

Maybe I'll end these methods of madness

Maybe this fall will change my perspective

And put an end to this sadness

Point of No Return

I'm standing at the edge of the cliff

Looking downward at the unknown

Afraid to take my next step

To jump or stay in this place

To walk away or move forward

Either way, I'm scared to commit

Either way, I'm afraid I am wrong

If I face my fears and jump

Maybe I grow, maybe I change

Maybe my situation will improve

But what if I keep freefalling

Into an abyss without end

If I stay here, I am in familiar territory

It won't change, but it doesn't matter

I won't be comfortable

Nor will I be jumping

At least this is familiar

But if I only could convince myself

As to how overrated familiarity is

I would jump off without hesitation

And remove myself from this struggle

Of hating life

Hating this grind

And hating myself

As well as everyone

And everything around me

And perhaps I would actually grow

Perhaps I would actually change

Perhaps I would finally love myself

Like God says He does

So I can actually love others that way

Instead of spending my life

With a knife behind my back

But it takes more courage

To put the knife down

Than it does to pick it up

The same as it does

To run off this cliff

And not look back

And my problems feel so large

That any forward motion

Seems like wasted effort

But I suppose this jump wouldn't be so valiant

If it wasn't done with all odds against its success

So knowing all of this

Why am I so scared of jumping?

Am I scared I will be alone on the other side?

Am I scared I will do this wrong and fail?

Am I scared things will be the same either way?

Or am I scared there will be no encouragement?

So here I am

Standing on the cliff

Heart ready, but legs unwilling

To take this leap of faith

And see my life make unparalleled changes

The Sitting Duck Fires Back

Where is the target

On my forehead

That you are aiming at

With your epithets

And callous words

I know you don't understand

The pain they inflict

You need a soul for that

And you sold that

For a gram of gank

So now you attack me

Without impunity

And all I can do

Is stand here and take it

While I pray to God

That I still have enough resistance

To not wire your jaw shut

I know it's running thin

And the temptation's running high

But as opposed to you

I know what's right and wrong

So go ahead

And run me into the ground

Or at least attempt to

Since that's what you're good at

But only one of us will be laughing

When you go in the ground

And it certainly won't be you.