I’m on the edge the edge the edge the edge the edge the edge of glory!! I feel relatively neutral about edges. I was reminded of the song Closer To The Edge by 30 Seconds to Mars, but i haven’t actually heard that song entirely, just about 5 seconds of it on iTunes…
Ellie DuHadway
The edge of sanity is an ever moving boundary. Depending on who’s defining the word, you can find that borders have shifted and territories have been annexed to the neighboring towns. The edge of sanity shifts and blurs.
Raymond Masters
I was on the edge. Looking down, thinking about how blue the waves below were. Should I leap below? Or should I wait … Should I think about this decision. Or should I dive below the waves to live in the ocean below. To live forever more near the brightly colored reefs. I want to… So badly. Life as a woman wasn’t nearly as beautiful and fun as I expected it to be. I hate deciding…
Laura Anne
i have edge 2 my music. i have edge to my song. i feel like a sharp edge is cutting into me all the time. i dont know how to explain it.
raquel
The edge of the world is darkness, it is emptyness. You know nowhere else, when you are there. There is no hope that you can return from the edge, and no one ever has. Except me. I dont want to remember the sharp, sharp edge of the world, but it haunts my hope, my dreams, my life.
Tobi
i stood on the edge
closing my eyes
squeezing them shut
tight.
i stood on the edge
smelling the evergreens
and feeling the prickly fallen needles
beneath my bare feet.
i stood on the edge
of the tall mountain
and opened my eyes
and jumped.
the edge is a place you dont want to be. you can be pushed there or you can go yourself but either way its the darkest place you can be in your life. its terrifying and you know that one step means the ends. no one should ever step off the edge. it means the end and theres always another way out.
kalee
I was at the edge of a cliff. Why was I here? I’m not sure. Surely not to jump. That’d be stupid. But maybe, just maybe, to see the beauty of the depth. God gave us literal ups and downs. And we can either fall, or be held up by His hand to see the beautiful depths.
Sam
The edge. Standing on the edge of a craggy cliff. On the edge of an important decision. An edgy pixie cut, jet black. An edge to your words.
Deanna
As I sat on the edge on the bridge looking out as far as my small green eyes could see, the sun was coming up, and the air was moving smoothly across my face.
Ella
I am at the edge. Don’t go over the edge. The brink is at the edge. Edge the hedge.
On the edge of Fate we stand. Faithfully contemplating the peace that causes us to leap. To bound. Through life with a hopeful expectancy to fly. To fall. Abandoning all reservations with eagles wings.
Tiffanie
The edge of life and death are closer than you think. We live and die on a narrow path, never diverging far from the path of our friends and neighbor. The bridge is built and you are crossing it.
Michael Smith
I’m standing there, looking over it. My heart doesn’t feel a thing; I feel no rushing pulse, no adrenaline pounding my veins, no blood rushing through ears, deafening the horror around me. I stare at the abyss, wondering what it would feel like to fall. Wondering if anyone would ever miss me. And that’s when I realize the only thing I feel is this:
Drove past this bar today called the Edge of Town. I was previously driving from janesville and into milwaukee.. it was so scary. I’ve never driven for so long in my life.. I mean, I’ve only had my temps for so long. My shoulders hurt..
well, isn’t this relevant. I’m constantly on the edge of crying. My World tour only has so many shows left, then it’s gone. I don’t want it to be gone. On it’s last night, I’m sitting in my room, in my gray hoodie, crying and having my own little My World concert.
Living on the edge is the only expression I can think of for every little exciting moment that life has to experience. Falling in love or free falling from the sky to just driving real fast or watching a scary movie. If we didn’t live life to it’s fullest then we would have no life at all. It is the greatest feeling to wake up in the morning and just not know what life has in store for you.
Roxanne
The edge of a thing is where it meets something else. I wonder where the edges are in my life. Where does my life confront something Other. Where am I challenged to cross a boundary into some thing I’m not used to? What edges am I afraid of? Which ones can I confront confidently? What should I think about edges? Where are the edges I face today.
Crowhill
I wouldn’t want to be anywhere near the ‘edge of glory’, it seems like a fatal mistake to me because glory, now that’s real beauty, does it belong to you, not at all ever. Being on the edge of anything never spells for anything beneficial
Sugar
The edge of my world is non existent. My dreams have no limits. People who wonder their whole lives waiting for something “better” would not understand the concept to my thoughts.
mari
The edge. It can be the edge of a cliff. Your balanced between life and death. Lean forward, lean back. Just a misstep and your dead. The edge is the difference between life and death.
The edge of a blade. So sharp that the slightest touch break the skin and blood drips out. It can kill. The edge is the difference between life and death.
Christiana
the cold of the ice rink seeped into my bones. i felt the chill as if i wasn’t wearing anything but a sheer summer dress. the edges of my ice skates cut into the ice, lifting a sheen of ice crystals that coated the back of my bare legs and froze me from the outside in.
Liz Carroll
Where I am. Where I want to be. Where I need to be. Where I have to be. Maybe Where I wouldn’t always to be
The edge. It can be the edge of a cliff. Your balanced between life and death. Lean forward, lean back. Just a misstep and your dead. The edge is the difference between life and death.
Christiana
He had taken the sword, slowly caressing its fine edge in his hand. It was an unreasonable, gawdy sword, with gold and sapphire decorating the exterior. Yet, it felt perfect.
Ellie
You put me on the edge.
You kept me there, you didn’t know.
When you didn’t love me, I didn’t fall.
I spiraled.
Down, down, down.
Right off the edge.
And I knew I wouldn’t land in your arms.
I’d land on nothing.
That’s all you ever gave me.
Nothing.
Emily
I’m on the edge of a cliff. Just dangling there. No where to go. I feel trapped. All alone. I wish my mom was here. I wouldn’t have told her I hated her if this was where I would be in a few hours. I love her. I really do. I wish I would have told her that. I can’t believe I’m going to die like this.
Mae Wells
I am standing at the edge of a cliff. I feel someone’s breath on the back of my neck. No need to turn around I already know who it is. I tense for I feel I might be pushed off the side at any moment. I know why you’re here I say unsure if anyone is really there.
Chelcie Burns
of darkness, edge
of light, ligthened i descend
enlightened
aching toward it
i curl my toes, it’s
over, i descend,
lighter now than ever
schligdog
Edge is the boundary between safe and unsafe, between solid ground and the abyss, between stable and unstable. Teens are drawn to the edge, and with any luck they pull or are pulled back before they cross that line.
I’m on the edge of glory…I was listening to Lady Gaga just now anyway. I know my friends are on an edge hiking and I should be too. Not on the edge of my life
Carolyn
The edge of the water that spills into a dam filled with trolling faggets. Tyler the Creator says that word as the edge of his normalness falls deeply into a hole of despair. The edge is cool.
Kendall Fauntleroy
sometimes i feel like i am being pushed over the edge, but the edge is what you make it. it is where YOU draw the line. no one in life is responsible for you but you, so draw your lines, makes your mark, find your OWN edge. and don’t let anyone take you there but you.
I’m on the edge of glory and I’m hanging on the moment of truth.
Out on the edge of glory and I’m hanging on the moment of you.
I’m on the edge… of glory… I’m on the edge with you.
Emily
Sailing until the edge of the Earth, will surely make men tremble. For there is something on the horizon for new worlds to explore. Is it possible for one to go that far and come back….alive?
I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without falling over. There’s something appealing about the view from a cliff, that goes unseen by those too afraid to step away from the center.
I’m on the edge the edge the edge the edge the edge the edge of glory!! I feel relatively neutral about edges. I was reminded of the song Closer To The Edge by 30 Seconds to Mars, but i haven’t actually heard that song entirely, just about 5 seconds of it on iTunes…
The edge of sanity is an ever moving boundary. Depending on who’s defining the word, you can find that borders have shifted and territories have been annexed to the neighboring towns. The edge of sanity shifts and blurs.
I was on the edge. Looking down, thinking about how blue the waves below were. Should I leap below? Or should I wait … Should I think about this decision. Or should I dive below the waves to live in the ocean below. To live forever more near the brightly colored reefs. I want to… So badly. Life as a woman wasn’t nearly as beautiful and fun as I expected it to be. I hate deciding…
i have edge 2 my music. i have edge to my song. i feel like a sharp edge is cutting into me all the time. i dont know how to explain it.
The edge of the world is darkness, it is emptyness. You know nowhere else, when you are there. There is no hope that you can return from the edge, and no one ever has. Except me. I dont want to remember the sharp, sharp edge of the world, but it haunts my hope, my dreams, my life.
i stood on the edge
closing my eyes
squeezing them shut
tight.
i stood on the edge
smelling the evergreens
and feeling the prickly fallen needles
beneath my bare feet.
i stood on the edge
of the tall mountain
and opened my eyes
and jumped.
i’m at the edge. of austitties bed. lolnipples.
the edge is a place you dont want to be. you can be pushed there or you can go yourself but either way its the darkest place you can be in your life. its terrifying and you know that one step means the ends. no one should ever step off the edge. it means the end and theres always another way out.
I was at the edge of a cliff. Why was I here? I’m not sure. Surely not to jump. That’d be stupid. But maybe, just maybe, to see the beauty of the depth. God gave us literal ups and downs. And we can either fall, or be held up by His hand to see the beautiful depths.
The edge. Standing on the edge of a craggy cliff. On the edge of an important decision. An edgy pixie cut, jet black. An edge to your words.
As I sat on the edge on the bridge looking out as far as my small green eyes could see, the sun was coming up, and the air was moving smoothly across my face.
I am at the edge. Don’t go over the edge. The brink is at the edge. Edge the hedge.
On the edge of Fate we stand. Faithfully contemplating the peace that causes us to leap. To bound. Through life with a hopeful expectancy to fly. To fall. Abandoning all reservations with eagles wings.
The edge of life and death are closer than you think. We live and die on a narrow path, never diverging far from the path of our friends and neighbor. The bridge is built and you are crossing it.
I’m standing there, looking over it. My heart doesn’t feel a thing; I feel no rushing pulse, no adrenaline pounding my veins, no blood rushing through ears, deafening the horror around me. I stare at the abyss, wondering what it would feel like to fall. Wondering if anyone would ever miss me. And that’s when I realize the only thing I feel is this:
acceptance.
Drove past this bar today called the Edge of Town. I was previously driving from janesville and into milwaukee.. it was so scary. I’ve never driven for so long in my life.. I mean, I’ve only had my temps for so long. My shoulders hurt..
well, isn’t this relevant. I’m constantly on the edge of crying. My World tour only has so many shows left, then it’s gone. I don’t want it to be gone. On it’s last night, I’m sitting in my room, in my gray hoodie, crying and having my own little My World concert.
im on the edge of everything in my life right now,, i’d better tc coz if i slipped it will be hard for me to get up again but i will
Living on the edge is the only expression I can think of for every little exciting moment that life has to experience. Falling in love or free falling from the sky to just driving real fast or watching a scary movie. If we didn’t live life to it’s fullest then we would have no life at all. It is the greatest feeling to wake up in the morning and just not know what life has in store for you.
The edge of a thing is where it meets something else. I wonder where the edges are in my life. Where does my life confront something Other. Where am I challenged to cross a boundary into some thing I’m not used to? What edges am I afraid of? Which ones can I confront confidently? What should I think about edges? Where are the edges I face today.
I wouldn’t want to be anywhere near the ‘edge of glory’, it seems like a fatal mistake to me because glory, now that’s real beauty, does it belong to you, not at all ever. Being on the edge of anything never spells for anything beneficial
The edge of my world is non existent. My dreams have no limits. People who wonder their whole lives waiting for something “better” would not understand the concept to my thoughts.
The edge. It can be the edge of a cliff. Your balanced between life and death. Lean forward, lean back. Just a misstep and your dead. The edge is the difference between life and death.
The edge of a blade. So sharp that the slightest touch break the skin and blood drips out. It can kill. The edge is the difference between life and death.
the cold of the ice rink seeped into my bones. i felt the chill as if i wasn’t wearing anything but a sheer summer dress. the edges of my ice skates cut into the ice, lifting a sheen of ice crystals that coated the back of my bare legs and froze me from the outside in.
Where I am. Where I want to be. Where I need to be. Where I have to be. Maybe Where I wouldn’t always to be
The edge. It can be the edge of a cliff. Your balanced between life and death. Lean forward, lean back. Just a misstep and your dead. The edge is the difference between life and death.
He had taken the sword, slowly caressing its fine edge in his hand. It was an unreasonable, gawdy sword, with gold and sapphire decorating the exterior. Yet, it felt perfect.
You put me on the edge.
You kept me there, you didn’t know.
When you didn’t love me, I didn’t fall.
I spiraled.
Down, down, down.
Right off the edge.
And I knew I wouldn’t land in your arms.
I’d land on nothing.
That’s all you ever gave me.
Nothing.
I’m on the edge of a cliff. Just dangling there. No where to go. I feel trapped. All alone. I wish my mom was here. I wouldn’t have told her I hated her if this was where I would be in a few hours. I love her. I really do. I wish I would have told her that. I can’t believe I’m going to die like this.
I am standing at the edge of a cliff. I feel someone’s breath on the back of my neck. No need to turn around I already know who it is. I tense for I feel I might be pushed off the side at any moment. I know why you’re here I say unsure if anyone is really there.
of darkness, edge
of light, ligthened i descend
enlightened
aching toward it
i curl my toes, it’s
over, i descend,
lighter now than ever
Edge is the boundary between safe and unsafe, between solid ground and the abyss, between stable and unstable. Teens are drawn to the edge, and with any luck they pull or are pulled back before they cross that line.
I’m on the edge of glory…I was listening to Lady Gaga just now anyway. I know my friends are on an edge hiking and I should be too. Not on the edge of my life
The edge of the water that spills into a dam filled with trolling faggets. Tyler the Creator says that word as the edge of his normalness falls deeply into a hole of despair. The edge is cool.
sometimes i feel like i am being pushed over the edge, but the edge is what you make it. it is where YOU draw the line. no one in life is responsible for you but you, so draw your lines, makes your mark, find your OWN edge. and don’t let anyone take you there but you.
Glamour. Fashion.
I’m on the edge of glory and I’m hanging on the moment of truth.
Out on the edge of glory and I’m hanging on the moment of you.
I’m on the edge… of glory… I’m on the edge with you.
Sailing until the edge of the Earth, will surely make men tremble. For there is something on the horizon for new worlds to explore. Is it possible for one to go that far and come back….alive?
bristmass fo
I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without falling over. There’s something appealing about the view from a cliff, that goes unseen by those too afraid to step away from the center.