The Profit Prophet

I wrote this poem for a friend some time ago, and just wanted to post it here to tell everyone that we have ALL faced a time in our life when someone has hurt us terribly and we found ourselves "out on this ledge!" The great thing about it is that we all stepped away. Yes, it still may hurt, and the feelings and scars may never go away, but the choice is ours. Happily, I will never feel this way again, as it reflects a selfish kind of love. Sorry if it is a little dark. I sit on this ledge I look all around I move to the edge I stare at the ground Alone with myself I sit and I wait Alone on this shelf To balance my fate The birds up above They fly on the wing They soar like a dove Together they sing You once felt so strong A love that was true But now it’s all gone So what should I do Except questioning why I am up here at all These feelings won’t die And now I will fall To a fate that I choose To destiny’s end Nothing to loose And I can’t pretend That It doesn’t feel ...