It’s difficult to hang on to the rope when
I feel the rope hurting my grip
To feel it slowly burn inside my hands
And hope the rope won’t slip and let me fall to the ground

will I be able to hold on for just a little longer?
Or imagine if I could go all the way to the top
I try to climb it, but soon realise that I have to stop
So I just hang there
is it really worth it?
I know I will only hurt myself more
I keep falling.
I keep trying to climb,
Keep being afraid to hang
I don’t trust
I only feel sad
It used to be a victory
something strong that made me want to climb even higher

Do you know what I did?
I cut the rope while I was still climbing it
I let myself fall down
And I knew that it was the only way I could save myself
Now I climb in trees
Because they have many branches to lean on
And steady roots to keep me balanced.
This tree I climb carries fruit
It carries life

- Kirsten Malmberg 27.02.08.