Sometimes you have a letter in your head
that is part of a word
that you don't want to hear 

If you take away the blue
you end up with grey 

The light at the end of the tunnel
blinds you
for seeing where it ends  

I was standing close to the edge
waiting
at the end of a ladder 
nervous to see
what I would see

a valley can not hide the way up
that’s why I am 
and the expectations that follow
they will slowly get closer
with each step 

will I appreciate the distance that I will see 
ones I stand up
there
on that edge

or would I just look down at this valley
or an other

A rusted nail no longer bends 
before it brakes