Watching and waiting
Looking towards the sky
My neck hurts
My heart flutters
Horses gallop in my chest
As I watch
Worried
Will I fail?
Will I be fast enough?


Beads of sweat creep
Creep across my forehead
Luster like snail trails
Across the canvas of anxiety
I look up
The sun blinds me
Her shadow is cast down
A sweet cool calm
I can again see


Foot slips, heart races
Muscles tighten
Body Braces for impact
Balance
False alarm
Adrenaline still burning
Deep breath


This tightrope she walks
Stretches across a lifetime
Tormented on each end
Kicked at
Pawed at
Maybe she will remain
Balanced
Maybe she will fall
I remain as calm as I can
Ready to catch her
A thousand screams below


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