Verge of Change (dedicated to my fellow Wamulians)

It feels like you are approaching a ledge
And you might fall with the masses
But you don’t know
And the anticipation of the force
Is destructive
The indetermination state, precarious
Lack of principal and visions
Full of confusion and chaos
The fall is high
Pain might be great
But at least you can start rebuild
And keep moving forward
Right now
The state of oblivion, treacherous
The loss will be felt by all
The fallen and the survivor, heartbreak