Tempting Fate
Standing on a tight rope
Above a meadow,
Flowers made of broken glass
Lie below.
I stand there
Challenging my breath,
I flirt with death,
I kiss her neck.
Mixed with fear and excitement,
My heart hammers in my breast.
I tease my life, my indictment,
A tightening begins in my chest.
Daring my balance
I dance across the line,
Threatening to cross it,
Threatening to die.
Falling into the cut of death's love,
Did I slip or did I leap?
Covering me in red from her heart,
In agony but at peace.
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Anxiety & Apathy: A Collection Of Poems
Poetry- A Collection Of Poems - I tear myself to pieces And hope to be whole. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains imagery and subjects of: - Self harm - Suicide - Disordered eating - Mental illness
