Tight Rope

Sat, 09/06/2014 - 20:16 -- Kloyde

Where did I come from?

Walking on this tight rope

The wind shakes me

It makes me unsteady

But forward I continue


Where am I?

I cannot see what is below

Nor what is ahead

Behind me is a blur

I can only continue


Where am I going?

I cannot see the end of the rope

Perhaps I will tread for eternity

I have been forced walk this wire

Must I continue?


If I fall do I fail?

Or is downward another path

One that inspires fear in the walker

Yet contains the freedom of choice 

I will not continue


I have jumped

Downward I fall

Racing to terminal velocity

By my own decision

I fall to my destiny



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