Fearful and Trembling

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I slide down a rope
     into the empty chasm 
          which is your cold heart. 
I light a fire 
          in the depths of your despair. 
You hate me anyway. 
It rains. 
An ocean is born; 
          it swallows me whole. 
Darkness engulfs me. 
Surrounded by other misguided souls. 
I feel their cages; 
     I discover mine. 

NOTE: I wrote this at age 15. I have edited it since, but I think it's great I have work to look back on from more than a decade ago. 


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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 18th May 2015 18:57

It is a good poem. I'm presuming the essence and basic imagery is age 15. It's hard to resist editting, but it isn't totally fair to the original. These were deep insights for a mid-teen, with a feel for fine imagery already.

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