The mixed colors swirling like her mind

Red, orange, green, yellow

Her feet almost slipped

Walking a tightrope

Looking at the ground

Where her fears lay

The darkness writhing in and out

Shapeless forms taking shape and losing them just as fast

Her feet shake as her mind spins faster

The rope is shaking worse now, 

The shadows pulling the rope

She breathes deep, 

Looking to the end

So far away, 

Yet so close

At the end,

Everything she's ever wanted

Her eyes glance down again

The darkness now pulls and shakes the rope harder

Sensing her want to be free of them

She stumbles, 

A knee resting on the rope,

The darkness sliding up,

Closer and closer,

Her eyes close in pain

Her mind fighting to kill her

And she falls once more