Fear of heights
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I stared below at the thousands of trees That were so small they looked like broccoli I stumbled ahead while my knees shook heavily As if laughing at my attempted bravery
At First But Then At first sight, I looked at her and I thought to myself was it safe At first glance, even her name, Verbolten, said don't touch
I am terrified of heights. Not sure how it started, But whenever I reach A certain threshold, I see myself tumbling over the edge
For so long I feared great heights. The long drop down chilled my bones. The fear of falling caused my muscles to freeze, and I was as a deer in headlights, unable to comprehend, to react, to even move.