Maneuvering down the stairs
facing a fear
trying not to look down
when a spider jumps on my ear
Losing balance
grabbing a rope
quashing a scream
losing hope
Struggling to reach the steps
certain my fate has been sealed
fog envelops me
taunting me to yield
Praying
while letting go
wind picks me up
trying not look below
Floating in the air
life passes before my eyes
moments of humor
before I die
Landing on the ground
into some soft brush
realizing I am alive
what a rush
Getting up
having faced a fear
walking away from the steps
grateful for life so dear
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 
Beautiful fear and two times you warn to look down /below. Very nice
Thank you. It was a fun word picture. Have a wonderful day!
I love this rhyming anecdote and the perspective of meeting the end with humor. I have to say that I didn’t react with humor either time that I was looking the grim reaper in the eye. On one occasion, I was angry and swore to come back and haunt the driver coming up my tail way too fast for me to react. (These thoughts occurred in the space of about 3 seconds.) Obviously, the jackass swerved at the last minute or I wouldn’t be here to say this.
When a wave of water slammed into my car during a flood, I felt one moment of abject terror, and then I went into shock. I managed to brazen my way through, but I had PTSD following the event.
Thank you. Meeting the grim reaper is a difficult thing. Your experiences are frightening and I am sorry that they happened. Prayers for healing and comfort. Thank you for reading. Have a wonderful day!