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Ropewalker


Soft as moon

you walk a rope

between life

            and death

And I never know

            where you will fall

 

Broken ropes

bloody blades

you try to scrape

away the pain

            and hate

 

Dusty footsteps

are my own

leading back

to the day

we first met

and I know

I would do it all again

But I never know

            if you will fall

 

You tell me

of broken nights

As simple as one, two, three

Choose, act, fade away

What if

            you fall

 

What could sow

such darkness from a

healthy

            beating

                        heart?

 

How strangely

how suddenly

the joy

            of youth

                        can sour

 

If only I

could reach beyond

to show you

            your worth

If only I knew

            how you will fall

           

            Stay, you fool, stay!

Please don’t fall

 

Please

don’t

leave

me

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