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The Elevator

Walls are closing in, everything seems small the space is diminishing heart is racing struggling to breath it’s so warm I need to get out, crowd seems to get bigger everything is closing in on me I’m probably going to die in here somebody save me someone open the door, flickering lights a threat that darkness is imminent feeling alone feeling lost if only the lights would go back on, if only I took the stairs instead of the elevator I would not be stuck here in the dark, waiting with my life being in someone else’s hands…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/11/2012 9:13:00 AM
Oh Wilma, i see this as a relationship.. wonderful poem.., love your poems.....
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Date: 5/31/2010 5:41:00 AM
:)Your in my favourites:)
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Date: 5/27/2010 9:47:00 PM
You wrote about claustrophobia really well here, Wilma--it could even be taken literally & figuratively--thanks for sharing :)
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Date: 5/27/2010 6:11:00 AM
Love this one too sweetheart... well written
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