Edge of the World

I have drank the blood of a lamb. 

And whether or not that purified me is still up for debate. 

I have watched myself bleed 

From countless wounds

And maybe it wasn’t enough. 

Maybe it wasn’t enough to stop this sickness from taking over 

I have been bit by a venomous snake 

And watched the wound boil

And I still wasn’t worthy enough. 

All I have ever been is second best

As I stood at the foot of

Gods 

And goddesses 

From countless religions

And I still only worship

The way you look at me. 

I still bow at the alter of your body and pray

Pray that I am worthy enough because I know

I’m not a second choice. 

I’m a second chance. 

I am everything you ever wanted and I saw you

Tonight I saw

You. 

And you told me you think the world of me 

But even I know the world isn’t enough 

 I am not going to hide in the shadows. 

I’d much rather walk from the theatre with you

Than be center stage alone. 

Tonight I was in the presence

Of a Norse god

Screaming and shaking

Bearing his load 

In front of an audience 

That had no idea

No idea of the sacrifice 

I’d laid at your feet a few nights before. 

I am not a second choice

I’m a devout without an agenda

And I’m hurting

I know my god has a tough choice to make. 

Because even the pantheon 

Suffers. 

But I’ll eat this pomegranate

Not because I’m starving

But because I know 

You’d offer it to me

To keep me with you. 

You are my world. 

And maybe this is love

And maybe we aren’t ready for it 

But we won’t know

Until we take that leap

Off of the edge of the world.