Invisible Tears

She stands at the precipice
and looks down

The hole is deep
Dark
Unknown

It's unnatural

Things shouldn't be that deep
that dark
or that unknown

But here it is
Proof that some things are

She can't help but wonder
what is at the bottom

Sometimes she comes to the edge
to sit and rest

With her feet dangling
she imagines what
it would feel like
to tumble
over
the
edge

Who knows?
Maybe it's better
there

One day
she'll find out

But not today

Today
she will continue
to sit at the edge
and peer into the
deep
dark
void

Today
she will simply wonder
what it would be like
to finally relax her grip
that keeps her
firmly planted
at the top

Would it be like flying?
Or merely
falling?

For now
she continues
to sit

Alone.

The world moves around her
as she cries
invisible tears

They must be invisible
she thinks

No one ever sees them.