i've been walking on this tight rope for so long now. can't remember what the ground feels like, not so sure that i want to. i always feel like i am one step away from falling. & the worst part of it all is that i am no longer afraid. i just don't have the balls to take that one wrong step. that's all it would take; then i could falter, float, & fade. fade, fade, fade away, i could fade away. i want it so badly.
i'm [this] close.
written on 2003-10-18 at 12:58 a.m.
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