• I sit here on my razor edge and wonder why
    Why is it so hard to choose between the
    Darkness and the light?
    I can’t bring myself to decide.

    Sometimes the light can be blinding,
    Sometimes it is so soothing.
    Sometimes the dark is frightening,
    Sometimes the dark is cooling.

    So I sit here on my razor edge
    And stare into the gray.
    I sit and ponder why my life is
    Eternally shades of gray.