a c r o p h o b i a (n)- fear of heights
i looked down at the busy road
the cars ran like mice
the cold air whipping my hair
i looked down
once again
the sight below held my attention
the people looked up
in revulsion
another one for you Hades
their thought outspoken
i felt giddy
the adrenaline pumping
i smiled and waved
mind your own business
said i to them
they don't know me or my life
i just want the heights.
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Trepidation
Poetry[poetry collection] To fear is normal, to overcome is extraordinary.
