before the cliffs, there was

standing at the edge of a decision
once made will change my entire life
the cliff seems steep and the waves below
are equally filled with hope and strife.
the ebb and flow like clockwork
their presence stronger than mine
what chance do i have to resist this force
with such elegantly disasterous design
perhaps i'll stay and wait it out
the ocean might give up, right?
i do not know, but i hope for the best;
for things beyond my sight.