tight rope

i walk the tight rope

clutch to all i have with my toes

as i try to walk gracefully on a rope so high

who even knows

i stumble, i mumble

words that shouldnt be said

a goal so high.. its above my head

nervousness over comes me

eyes focused in

i sweat slowly, and walk even more slowly

as i just about fall to the ground

the crowd makes a taunting sound

they sit their watch in peace

even though they want to see me in a moment of defeat

i stand on tippy toes trying to find i grip

that will take the weight  away

so it may return another day

a slow nervous gulp

a dizziness that can not be over come

oh what have i done