Lingering heart

You are just the start,

Lingering on the brink

Gone before you blink,

Lingering far away

Wondering in night and day,

Lingering on the ledge

Looking over the edge,

Lingering hope

A seemingly endless slope,

Lingering dreams,

I everything as it seems?

Lingering life

easily cut with a knife,

Lingering peace

Will the fighting ever cease,

Lingering light

Always ready to fight,

Lingering knowledge

What happened to collage?

Lingering world and home

Do I speak the truth in this poem?

Can I see that your on the brink ready to fall?

Is this enough to enthrall?

A question for a question

This is no confession,

Many things are breaking

Hearts and souls aching,

This is where we linger