On Edge

What if you lived, moment by moment, numb to everything and everyone?

How far would you take it just to feel?

I'm an adrenaline junkie searching those highs like a drug addict.

Being on edge kept me jumping off the ledge of sanity.

Then she crashed into my world flipped the script.

She makes me feel.

Real. Defenseless. Alive. Exposed.

Animalistic. Possessive.

Can I really love her with my cold callous heart?

Can she be the anchor in my chaotic storm?