There At The Precipice He loved to live life at the very edge Of a precipice that dropped into hell Pushing the limits to the breaking point With a flare for the dramatic as well He dared all the gods and challenged fate And believed he could do it all With reckless abandon and no second thoughts And no reason to think he could fall He saw himself as invincible And was willing to take that chance Just another inch of excitement Like how far to go out on a branch Danger was something you laughed at Nothing can happen to me I know what I’m doing and love it So stand aside and just let it be Is this the tenet of a madman Or someone in search of a soul Who could stand at the edge of a precipice Looking down at a bottomless hole There were no boundaries or cage to contain So one day while standing there high He leapt from the edge with arms outstretched Thinking somehow that he could fly
Reason for writing:
A friend of mine who recently overdosed and died was this person in the poem
Birth sign: Virgo
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