Abseiling
Climbing, lifting,
Up the wall,
Holding, moving,
Don’t wanna fall,
Looking up, looking down,
It’s not too high,
But it’s so very far,
From the ground.
Heart racing, beating hard,
Against my chest,
Heart pounding, skipping,
I need a rest.
Stopping, resting,
On top of the wall,
Looking down and I frown,
I don’t wanna fall.
Turn around and move up,
Over the edge,
Feet planted firmly down,
On the ledge.
In the air,
High of the ground,
My heart is racing,
As I come back down.
L. Chapman | 2.12.2013
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The Prince’s Trust. That’s really all I have to say. I already miss my adventures with them because it was sure as hell fun to be around a group of people that I got along with rather well.
-Monkey-
L.Chapman 