The Tight Rope Poem by Haley Legg

My life is a balancing act
and I'm still struggling the tight rope without a net
I tell myself not to look down
but I couldnt help it
I had to know what waited below
and what I saw scared me more than the tight rope itslelf
what waited below was worse than anything i could imagine
for below me waited my mistakes, regrets, and my past
just waiting silently below for me to slip up and fall
so that it can take me in its clutches and devoure me
so what can i do to avoid such a cruel fate?
nothing.
just hold my head high
and balance on the tight rope
taking one small step at a time
and hoping i dont fall