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Wait at the Edge of my Life
by Madeline PestolesiI wait at the edge of my life
Waiting to step off the cliff
Into the clouds that will swallow me whole
And hide me from past shadows.
The uncertainty hangs,
A mental fog that leave me questioning my path
And where it's headed.
Where I'm headed.
And how much longer I can go without eating nutritious meals and surviving off a caffiene rush
That leaves me crashing two hours later.
So I sprint at the end of the race,
The end of college
The first time I'll not be in school since 1987,
Hoping to find the life I am looking for
And maybe a sweet health insurance package. 11/16/2005 Author's Note: College will be over in 28 days. Yes, I counted. You're lucky I don't know the hours
Posted on 11/17/2005
Copyright © 2026 Madeline Pestolesi
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/17/05 at 04:56 AM I was so busy my senior year I rarely called home, finally I wrote and said, "I haven't heard from you for a long time. Please send a check so that I will know that you're all right." They did. Good luck and godspeed.
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