Tightrope Walking

We each are walking

Our own tightrope

With more weight

Than we can bear.

Balance is

A sweet necessity.

Honesty is

Such a relief

When we can see

The fakers

A mile away.

Let me say

That what helps

Most

In the struggle

To juggle

All the boxes

Containing my

Troubles

Is to

Reach out.

It's to share

It's to speak out

And to know

That someone

Somewhere

Is listening.

Whether that someone

Is at home with her child

Or whether that someone

Is somewhere beyond us...

The fact is,

It isn't solely up to us

To keep our strife-filled

Boxes

Aloft.

We can share them.

We can open them.

We can let out the pain

And know

That someone, somewhere

Loves us.

We can know

That someone, somewhere

Hears us.