Walking The Tightrope Poem by Kelvin Rush

I'm walking the tightrope of life yet again
I'm foolish and stubborn I relish the pain
I know they'll be trouble somewhere down the line
I'm certain to struggle I'll pay for my crime

It's as if someone else was taking control
I follow without question towards the black hole
I'm a victim in waiting I can no longer resist
I'll be slaughtered and killed and ticked off the list

I try to imagine what hell would be like
I only get so far it's a horrible sight
I'm violently sick I can't go on
I think of my family and try to be strong

I hold on to anything to avoid and distract
My ignorance and solitude and the wisdom I lack
I'm always in danger too slow to defend
I feel like a broken soul impossible to mend

I've come to the conclusion that nothing is real
Despite the dissolution it's been quite an ordeal
No one can expect to be immune from all pain
It's a journey full of ups and downs sunshine and rain

What is there to lose in the end we all die
You can hold on to nothing it's all pie in the sky
When you're facing death with no fear or deception
All you can do is embrace your reflection

You can say what you like it means nothing to me
You can struggle and fight but you'll never be free
On the day you find peace and close the door
You'll be walking the tightrope of life no more