Tightrope

A thin wire finds its way under my feet.
Below that, I see absolutely nothing.
I cling to the cable, trying to stay alive,
But the chain behind me starts to fade.


My heart is racing, and my mind keeps 
Thinking how I'll find a way out of this.
I spread my hands and start walking,
Even though I am terrified and anxious.


I don't know where I'm going, at least
I won't fall into the dark nothingness.
I need to keep moving as long as I live,
But suddenly, weights are on my hands.


On my left, I see my mind where ideas
Continue to come and go like cyclones.
On my right, I see my heart where emotions
Are as limitless and vast as the sky.


Sometimes, I get scared when either
My heart or my mind become heavier
Than the other, threatening to drop 
Me and the masses into the emptiness.


If I drop them into the pits of oblivion,
I would cease to exist, and if I cannot
Balance my heart and my mind, then
I, unquestionably, would cease to exist.


Keep in mind that I'm not the only one
Who has to go through this struggle;
Every person, living or dead, has to
Walk on this tightrope called Life.


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Written for Soulvity's writing contest.

This is the first poem I've written ever since this book hit 1K reads.

Thank you to everyone who made this possible! ❤️

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