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 © | Year Posted 2013

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