This is truely one of my biggest fears..cont. of the series...
The whole time wanting
To get out of line
Children laughing all around
They can't wait until it's time
The line gets shorter and shorter
My heart begins to quiken
I hear the creaking of this old machine
Hoping there is no sign of breaking
Soon it becomes my turn
And my friend's turn as well
He isn't afraid of heights at all
In fact the complete Opposite
"There is nothing to be afraid of"
He says
Though I must disagree
It is time..
I get into the seat, I feel quite lightheaded
My knuckles are white as they buckle me in
I feel like I am in an asylum
Inside, I am screaming..
LET ME OUT
But I don't want to look foolish..
There are people 10 years younger than me..
Chewing their gum without notice..
The car lurches forward
And with it goes my stomach
One false move, and I will lose my lunch..
Click, Click, Click
Like a gun to my head
Little by little it lurches forward
My sanity feels dwindled as well
We finally reach the top
There isn't any going back now
I pause to look around
And then close my eyes
Possibly..just possibly
My demise?
It goes full-force down the tracks
I stifle a scream
I close my eyes until
I reach the safety
Of the ground
Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-07-31 at 09:37
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Acrophobia- Fear of heights
I stand in line for hoursThe whole time wanting
To get out of line
Children laughing all around
They can't wait until it's time
The line gets shorter and shorter
My heart begins to quiken
I hear the creaking of this old machine
Hoping there is no sign of breaking
Soon it becomes my turn
And my friend's turn as well
He isn't afraid of heights at all
In fact the complete Opposite
"There is nothing to be afraid of"
He says
Though I must disagree
It is time..
I get into the seat, I feel quite lightheaded
My knuckles are white as they buckle me in
I feel like I am in an asylum
Inside, I am screaming..
LET ME OUT
But I don't want to look foolish..
There are people 10 years younger than me..
Chewing their gum without notice..
The car lurches forward
And with it goes my stomach
One false move, and I will lose my lunch..
Click, Click, Click
Like a gun to my head
Little by little it lurches forward
My sanity feels dwindled as well
We finally reach the top
There isn't any going back now
I pause to look around
And then close my eyes
Possibly..just possibly
My demise?
It goes full-force down the tracks
I stifle a scream
I close my eyes until
I reach the safety
Of the ground
Poetry by Teala
Read 490 times
Written on 2006-07-31 at 09:37
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