Regret Poem by Eli Unknown

the tight rope
i hope
not to choke
imagine both eyes can see
what is happening to me
i will come down when im ready
im not one to be rushed
my natural touch
hidden in the valley
moments of despair
the saftey of the heat
steaming into me
releasing inner fear
i hope this memory fades by morning
and i have a chance at life
i miss my better days
but its coming better ways
im not easy to read but im an open book
you will stop and take a second look
lingering in the midst
jonesin' to get my fix
where is my safety net
save me from what i may regret
7/3/09