Crack

 Crack:

A decade of a gap to fill
I have stretched too long
Hope is all that stands still
Conundrums follow and throng

A lot many times I fumble,
I developed the habit to depend
I confess my aberrations humble,
In no way do I justify and defend.

I look up to the life of others,
I smile and do not develop ire
Seeing them flying with colored feathers,
To fly along is my desire.

I slowly develop a feeling of guilt,
For not I want to be a hindrance
Without base is my life built,
I have no now and hence.

The crack is in a state to enlarge
I could not withstand the stretch
There is none I expect to barge
I want to jump off the edge
I want to jump off the edge..!