Hello! I know this poem might sound a bit grim, but it amuses me so. 🙂 Anyway, enjoy!


The precipice looks inescapable,

As I ground to a halt near the edge

I know it is inevitable—

I feel like a bear that is caged


Below, the darkness looms,

A place where despair dooms

For too long, fate has toyed with me

But now I plead—please let me be!


A final shove in the back,

And I am tipping over, mouth filled with bile

The last thing I see before my head cracks,

Is Gray- eyed Fate giving a sardonic smile


Hah, how was that? 🙂


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