I walk tightropes
to get away from your words
and to my surprise,
there aren't any earthquakes.
In fact,
you balance unsteadily
in your corner
where I am able 
to bounce.
The rope may be frayed,
my heart may be raw
but I walk, 
I stumble
but never fall.
You didn't expect that,
did you?
You, with the whites 
of your eyes
glowing from under
the shadows.

Today you began
to follow me,
to retrace each painful step
I'd taken.
You shattered 
the glass wall
of silence
with your words.
I swayed
and reached for you
to stable myself.
I needed you to know
I want you to be happy,
I just don't think I can ever
forgive you.
You didn't expect that,
did you?
I kept on going,
just left you behind,
goodbye now
I walk tightropes.