fear of heights

End of August, 2001

I have this fear of heights,
I can't go high at all.
I like to play with it sometimes,
But I really don't want to fall.

I don't know where it came from
I just can go too high,
My brain imagines tragedy
And know not how to fly.

You somehow found a way
To come inside my walls
But we both pretend very well
That you're not in there at all.

I have this fear of love,
I can't ever go too far.
I like to play with you sometimes,
But I really don't want to fall.

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Last modified by The Dryad 20 November 2002