Edge Of Nowhere (Poetry)

Now the moment is upon us
as the lease on life runs out
just thin air spread wide before us
echoing one farewell shout.

Death becomes the land of freedom
where there’s room for all who seek
safe oblivion — acceptance
for the desolate and weak.

No expectations — no forgiveness
nothing promised except peace
in a country cold with shadows
where the trials of living cease.

Step this way and make the journey —
take that final swansong dive —
here today and gone tomorrow
like we’ve never been alive.