Standing on the Edge

He's been standing on the edge,
Peering in to the dark abyss.
He knew if he were to jump,
There'd be no way that he'd miss.

But the darkness disturbed him,
So he refrained from making a move.
He would listen to the whispers,
And hope the situation would improve.

They told him not to fear,
And to go ahead and jump right in.
But he was terrified of the dark,
And thus simply sat and hugged his shins.

Rocking back and forth he wondered,
If the dark could be as bad as this.
"You have nothing else to lose",
The whispers would insist.

Now standing on the edge,
With his toes curled over the ledge,
He closed his eyes to take a dive,
Wondering where he might arrive.