Thin Ice
skating on thin ice
afraid of slipping
afraid of it cracking
afraid of falling into the icy water beneath
i feel the chill
i feel the threat
i hear the rise and fall of danger
whistling in the air around me
happy voices clamour with children's screams
i have no voice
it is too cold outside
my breath comes in short, sharp spurts
words caught in my throat
words that stop themselves forming
unlike the puffs of smoke i breathe, dancing in the air
my skates are strong but the ice is not
i am right in the middle of the rink, no side to clutch on
disaster threatening
but i keep on going
no other choice.
regain my balance
skating on thin ice
hoping it won't crack
hoping i wont fall into the icy water beneath.
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