How Dangerous It Is...

By Michael Lagace

How dangerous it is to climb
When your feet are always slipping
And your only safety line
Is around your neck and gripping

How dangerous it is to start
When your mind is set on quitting
And the seed inside your heart
Only blossoms into wilting

How dangerous it is to breathe
When one day you won't be living
And with each breath you further leave
Simply slowly drifting

How dangerous it is to write
When everything read is wrong
And our thought is being wiped
As we all aid it along

How dangerous it is to smile
When we do so without reason
And we hide behind it while
Our emotions flow through weakened

How dangerous it is to be
When we're all just humans being
And we're not as nearly free
As accustomed to believing