The Edge, I Slipped.

I slipped..........the edge was waiting,
and I let it take me, again.
The familiar darkness,
it's easier when you can't see,
you fade into it...........
in your unreachable casket,
buried, but breathing still,
underground.....
in the old, familiar darkness,
its boundlessly vast......
oh, but, if I could see the sunshine,
I might remember who I was, again.
Maybe, its sweet kiss will touch my face
once more, and bring me back
back
back 
back
back to reality,
back to myself,
back to you.......
I am reminding myself,
It is always darkest before the dawn
 

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