Christine Elm

Rookie (12-14-1986 / Phoenix, AZ)

The Red Curtain

Poem by Christine Elm

I stand alone in the dark.
My heart races with passing time,
Over and over again, I question.
Question whether I'm capable,
Question whether I'm worthy.
No confidence is alive inside.
Though reheased, I still doubt myself
Will I succed? Will I achieve?
I stand alone, waiting, thinking.
Dreams of passion, ideas of glory?
I am motionless starring into the black abyss.
The only thing between me and my future
is the taunting Red Curtain.

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  • Saadat TahirSaadat Tahir (5/17/2009 9:15:00 AM)

    hi Christine
    i found your lines very intersting and fine
    beautiful and poignant

    the red curtain eludes me yet...
    you should write more...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 26, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 29, 2010