On the Edge

[anothersoul]

Life so grand life so full of grace
misery placed upon one in a close space
mind twirling twitching trying to keep control
if only those poor bastards would even know
they are feeding the demon progressing each stage
till mind, heart, body, and soul is pure rage
just a lost of sight or a flick of the wrist
Every living breathing thing around will cease to exist

[Aish]

I suggest removing the second use of "life" from your opening line. Also I think "lost" in your penultimate line should be 'loss'.