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Tightrope

January 8, 2014
By camihallman SILVER, Washington, District Of Columbia
camihallman SILVER, Washington, District Of Columbia
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Across a tightrope walks I
Teetering am I
About to fall am I
Again
It feels as if you are
An invisible net
You smile at me
That deadly smile
I look down at you
Start to lose my balance
I struggle to resist falling
Again
You beckon me
But I must not look down!
I must not look down
I squeeze my eyes shut
One foot in front of the other
Your face still haunts me
In my mind
Your voice echoes throughout me
I can’t, I can’t!
I bend down and grab the rope
My hands turn red
Then white
I grip the rope
So hard that
My hands start to bleed
My heart along with them
A memory seems to shake the rope
A menacing ghostly hand it is
I dare to look down
You reach towards me
You reach for the rope
Wind whips my hair
I look to my destination
The grass is green
But not as green as
The grass you are standing upon
I beg myself, let go
But something, something inside
It lets me know
You are just tricking me
Again
Oh! Fate so cruel
Am I caught in this
Endless cycle
Well, Am I?
Who is to answer my
Desperate Call!
I need you
Even though
You always put me back
You always pick me up
Place me on that
Rope, cruel rope
Tightrope
I wobble yet again
My tears just can’t stop
I feel you relish it
I feel you enjoy my
Pain
I can’t help but love you
You, you cruel monster
Your sweet imperfections
Your tender kisses
The way we were
Holding hands
Speaking softly
In the Moonlight
The way we saw each other
The way you looked at me
Those eyes
Those lips
Your body
Your soul
Your voice
Your mind
The tightrope wobbles with
More force now
Each memory
Grabbing on
With ghostly
Pale
Hands
Shaking that rope
As if it were
Well it is
Trying to make me fall
Again
I can’t, I can’t!
I can’t fall
I can’t succumb!
I must make it!
I can’t
I cannot
I must
Must walk
Must look up
At least, that’s what they
They tell me
I must breathe in deeply
Walk across this
Damned tightrope
Rope, cruel rope
Damned tightrope
Net, you must go
Not a safety net
Just
Just a
Danger net?
Leave
I’m leaving
I’m moving on
Goodbye
Just leave
Because I’m
I’m trying



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