Poised Upon The Precipice

you’ve stood here before –
poised upon the precipice,
ready to take the leap…
but why now?

what makes this different than
a million times before-
different man, different age
but you’re still the same you

you’ve stood before that door,
ready to knock –
ready to announce yourself
to him and his world

and yet, you hesitated –
held back the largest part of you,
afraid to share the fears,
the hopes, the dreams

held back the largest part
because you knew he’d
swallow you whole –
swallow your soul like so many before

so what makes you think
this man is any different
than the ones who’ve come before –
or may even come afterward?

so the defenses have fallen?
haven’t they come down before,
only to be bruised and abused,
and put back in iron?

so your soul is at peace…
you’ve thought that time and again…
thought it about a dozen men
in a dozen different ways…

so, here you stand again –
poised upon the same precipice…
ready to fall into god only knows what –
but what’s the price you’ll pay?

will you lose yourself?
they’ve tried to drown you before –
tried to take the essence of you…
rip it from your soul.

will you lose your vision?
the emotions and doubt tend to
cloud your views, ya know?
cloud your purpose and resolve…

poised upon the precipice,
ready to make that leap…
yet, you hesitate for a moment –
what makes this man worth it?