bodyparts 34

now it's about the balance!
once again?
isn't that what i've been doing
all this time
standing on the edge
holding myself up
with the balance act
of a tightrope dancer
with the rope
around my neck
dont fall!
dont ever fall

didn't i always walk with one foot over the cliff
holding on to grass and dirt
always on the edge
looked down that abyss
so many times
it feels like home

i even fell once
all the way
at least one i remember all the way
landed on those sharp
tiny pieces
from mirrors
that fell with me
i got scars!

but i already had them
once the skin is torn
the amount
doesn't matter much
it bleeds
then scratched
as it heals
not to be forgotten
i know about
scars and
the importance of balance

this balance
is something else
balancing on nothing
falling
cause i won't object it
cause there is nothing
to hold on to
no need for it
, im told,
i will stand absolutely still
this time
if i let go
no movement
at all
exept one

the growing
of love