The arms can circle like the spokes
Of a paper windmill in the seaside shop,
Trying to regain a steadiness
To overcome that awful sense of gravity
And its earthly pull towards the ground
Where bodies crumple in a shattered mess.
Yet still we let the children run along
The ramparts of a kingly castle,
Swing from branches of the royals oaks
But all that I can do is turn my eyes
Away from whirling arms and then
The piercing scream that follows
That grossly hollow thud.
Does anyone else have a real fear of heights, but not for your own sake but for others? I am a bit scared of heights for myself but I am absolutely terrified when I watch other people playing around anywhere near the edge.
I realised that I had a bit of a problem when I went to Paris with my swimming club when I was fourteen. We went to see the Eiffel Tower and we stopped to take photos in front of it. There was a really high wall and one of my friends jumped up on it and started to walk along it.
I literally begged her to get down because my mind kept thinking that she was going to trip and fall over the edge. I could feel my palms sweating and my heart beating way too fast and I was on the brink of tears I felt so frightened.
Since having Noah I have come to realise that I also cannot watch children playing on climbing frames for the same reason. Watching them take crazy risks is just too much for me and I have to sit with my back to the equipment to save myself from becoming one of those crazy helicopter parents.
And then tonight I was watching TV and someone was playing on the edge of a building and I thought I was going to die. It’s probably the thing that I’m most afraid of and I wish that I wasn’t so worried about it. It might be because I’m afraid of broken bones and I have a feeling that falling from a great height will lead to just that.
Isn’t it strange the things that we are most afraid of in life?
7 thoughts on “playing on heights”
I know what you mean. There is just something about heights that can bring out an elemental fear in us, isn’t there? And as you say, it’s not just fear for ourselves (not that that isn’t there), but fear for others. Perhaps it’s a self-protective sort of mechanism?
Definitely. It still scares the ba-jesus out of me though!
Definitely have a fear of heights!
I’m absolutely terrified of heights. It’s so bad I’ll wake up from nightmares involving heights way too often. Even on TV I just feel anxious about them.
Yes, I can’t watch any of those films about rock climbing because I start to feel too sweaty!
I don’t like heights. When near high places, it seems that others there are enthusiastic over the location. So, yes, I become afraid for them.
I know! These people who want to take photos of them sitting on the edge of a cliff baffle me! They are mad.