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A Chasm Conquered

I was petrified
To walk out upon the depths;
There's no way to know what's out there
Till you take those first few steps.

I was forsaken
To be alone among the flames;
I never knew what could become
Of empty claims.

There was something more than I could see,
A wholly different side of me,
A side where I would never be alone...
Upon this throne.

I don't know why I sit upon the edge,
I should never have looked down;
You'll never know how far we are now
From the ground.

When you told me there's nothing to ,
My only fear was I would fall,
And even when I'm way up here I feel
So small.

Won't you grab me by the hand
And lead me to the promised land,
I can see it right there on the other side.

I could leave the safety of this throne
If I won't have to be alone,
I am strong enough to join you on this ride.

There is something more than I can see,
A wholly different side of me,
A side where I will never be alone...
Without my throne.

Don't be afraid,
Because of you I can be brave
Enough to walk upon the precipice
Whence I'll be saved.

Author notes

Just went with the picture in my head

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  • C.W. Bush
    July 9, 2008

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    I liked what this brought out in me. It seems to be about a fear of trusting somebody or allowing yourself to love - but with an optimism that would indicate either you've taken that step, or you're prepared to. This feels so much like something I would have wroten even a month ago. I was terrified I could never love again, and it was nice to find that was not true.

    My sole gripe with this comes from the metre. It seems a little off when the last line in each stanza is so much shorter than those that precede it. Kind of halts its flow.

    But a lovely read, hun. You've always had a way with words.