3…..2…..1…..
heart races
stomach drops
blood runs cold
it’s happening again!
eyes shut tight
paralyzed with terror.
please not here, not now.
I’m teetering
400 miles up
on this tight rope
I’m walking.
no one
can hear me scream
but me.
1…..2…..3……
don’t say a word
just breathe
in and out.
act normally
open your eyes
touch the ground
it’s not happening.
Ghosts look so very real.
Hard to discern
no imminent harm
in pursuit of me.
After all these years,
they still besiege me,
unexpextedly.