Baby steps

My mind is scarred by what my eyes seen by what I seen every day being high in the ice scene, my battle scars mark where my needles been now my battles a daily one just to be clean.
 Being on the straight and narrow...I don't dare lean as I tread precariously over this unbalanced beam which is so fucking unstable and has always been just one step at a time on this narrow beam.
 Avoiding the cracks, the possible collapse....relapse of the crack in the ice seam, it's the ice above the surface that's usually seen n most the damage remains unseen.
 Like an ice glacier adrift at sea on the surface you can not see the erosion taking place underneath.
 It may look calm on the surface but deep down beneath I'm struggling to breathe.