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Thin Ice

I'm walking on thin ice

Weighing like an anchor

Cracks beneath my feet

This is clear and present danger

The mind says play it caution

Yet I'm hesitant to linger

One false move and I'm abandoned

To the depths of a stranger


A struggle in the solitude

Caught and independent

The burden on my back

Leave the sinews unrepentant

An aching in the heart

And the mind is unattended

As these cracks expand the course

And soon supports will be descended


Could try to move in haste

But the danger is prevailing

Shuffling my feet

To match the pace the ice is failing

My eyes catch the reflection

And is shocked by the unveiling

Feeling frozen to the nature

Of a person that is ailing


Try to calm the mind

Anxiety has risen

You can feel it pierce your heart

Panicked with indecision

Try to move out from the center

And yet gravity is driven

Set to keep you on a course

And hold you in this prison


Shallow is my breathing

With calculated action

If I exhaust all my efforts

How can I maintain traction

One step leading the other

Yet divided is their faction

The means of making choice

Both cause and reaction


If this ice breaks

Will I be swallowed up in darkness

Will I meet the fate of peril

Of a truth I never harnessed

Can't quite still my breathing

Halt this quiver in a sternness

Friction assailed against me

And I default to being nervous


Weighted and dragging

No chance against the tide

Need the ice to hold form

For the moments I'm alive

For the moment I am blind

Finding nothing to confide

The ice still cracks beneath me

And I am running out of time


One step and then the other

A slow and steady pace

Water seeping through the cracks now

Makes it hard to feel embraced

Closer to the edge

Widening the space

Nearing my salvation

While the ice is giving way


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