She is Imprisoned

September 29, 2014
By DespondentPen SILVER, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
DespondentPen SILVER, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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I see her standing there,

ready to leap across oceans.

But I am afraid that she will drown,

so she is imprisoned.

She is high and dry,

tens of miles from the nearest lake.

She is imprisoned.

 

I see her crouching there,

absorbing the heat that emanates from the fireplace.

But I am afraid that she will burn,

so she is imprisoned.

She is cold and shivering,

naked in a frosty, wintry wood.

She is imprisoned.

 

I see her kneeling there,

praying before the altar.

But I am afraid that she will rise while I sink and burn,

so she is imprisoned.

She is hopeless and desolate,

one who roams among heretics.

She is imprisoned.

 

I see her laying there,

perched up in a cherry tree.

But I am afraid that she will plummet,

so she is imprisoned.

She is trapped by valley walls,

walls of soil, grass, and thorns.

She is imprisoned.

 

I see her standing in that valley,

and it starts to rain.

So I am afraid that she will drown.

Yet she is imprisoned,

and she no longer wishes to follow me.

 

"Hurry," I yell, "for I fear you will drown!

She cries: "Tell me, would you rather I drown, I burn, or I plummet, for I know that this cannot continue.  My imprisonment has doomed me, and you were a fool to try and protect me from the world.  For when I knelt at the altar, the Lord told me that I would perish soon, yet I would rise while you would sink, and I had no fear."

 

Fear.

Fear is why she was imprisoned.

I was scared for her,

but I was even more scared for myself,

and that is why I have doomed myself,

to be eternally separated from her.

All this

I realize,

as her last bubbles reach the surface

of a river that was not present ten minutes ago.

 

As she rises,

and as I am destined to sink and burn,

I pray that

she is no longer imprisoned.


The author's comments:

Imagine a middle school crush where everything went wrong.  He or she thought that everything was your fault, and you were desperately trying to find out what it is that has offended him or her so.  This is a similar situation, where the narrator is so fiercely protective of the woman he loves, that he virtually imprisons her, far away from any danger, and everything goes wrong, just like with the middle school crush.


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