There's a fine line
between life
and death
like a single tightrope
strung across a black abyss
and I like to toy with death
dancing across the thin wire
like a broken ballerina
swaying precariously
wobbling and leaning
as far over as I can
before i struggle to regain balance;
its a fun game to play,
harmless really
'cause that's all this life is;
its just little game
of trying to stay alive,
a great balancing act
like walking on a tightrope