breathing | poem sixteen posted by imani , Friday, July 24, 2009 at 9:59 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

moving across
this endless tight rope
from one point
to another
in between ~
a gaping space ~
to be filled only
by doubts and disillusions
my soul wrestling
with fate
not wanting to
give up,
pushed to
its limits,
choked and haunted
by your envious
smile.