Fearful
it feels like i’m walking on a hanging bridge
fearful
if the ropes might break
if my body would fall.
it feels like the first skateboard ride
fearful
if i launched the wrong foot
if my head would hit the ground.
it feels like a plane’s take off
fearful
if the plane would stay on air
if we would land right way.
and though i feel fear
but the feeling that i feel
is empty.
Copyright © Cherie Gozon | Year Posted 2013
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