By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
Tuesday 16 February 2010 (1042h)
So suddenly the high-wire I walk on was pulled from under my feet
Without warning
I fell down to the cold hard ground
There was no safety net to catch me
From the second I began to walk that high-wire
I knew there would be no net
It was the risk I was willing to take
I trusted the high-wire to hold me up
But it wasn't enough
I forgot to trust myself
I messed up;
Put too much pressure on the wire
It became too strained
It couldn't take the burden of carrying me anymore
I could not see - I did not notice - I was stupid
Without any warning, It snapped; It broke
I was caught by surprise and fell to the ground
There was no more time or hope to ready myself for the impact
The last thing I heard was the screaming crowd
The last thing I remember doing was crying as reality tore at me
I felt the air being taken from my lungs
I felt as though I had been struck in the chest with a sword
Impact!
Now all is silent, I can hear nothing but my own thoughts
All is dark, I can see nothing but my own pain
I can feel nothing but the cold ground
I am paralyzed
I open my eyes and see that the high-wire is gone
It cannot be fixed anymore
Suddenly I realize that all along there had been people beside me
Their faces; familiar and warm
The pick me up and carry me after my fall
They stay with me until I am better again
When that will be, I don't know
But they assure me the day will come
I hope they are right
Because for the time being, I don't believe such a time will exist
They try to heal my wounds
I have no strength but I realize they offer their strength to me
Hoping to keep me on my feet
I feel as though I am a burden to them
Still they stay
My friends -
Thank You...!
16 February 2010
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