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Before I Fall

Poetry By: xBlackInkx
Poetry



A poem I wrote, probably not as good as the others, something about it doesn't seem right. Could I please have some feedback?


Submitted:Aug 6, 2009    Reads: 345    Comments: 76    Likes: 27   


I'm walking across a tightrope,

That's ten thousand feet high,

Clinging to the edge of a cliff,

Afraid I'll slip and die,

Holding on to a string of barbed wire,

With a deep, black pit below,

A lose-lose situation,

Can't hold on, can't let go.

I've locked myself inside,

So no one can get in,

But now I've trapped myself,

I know I'll never win.

I'm walking through the darkness,

Arms forward, so I don't fall,

Blindfolded on a tightrope,

Unaware of what's below.





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