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Depth Perception

July 21, 2024
By KaviKaller BRONZE, Pleasantville, New York
KaviKaller BRONZE, Pleasantville, New York
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Travelling to a destination,

Wanting to impress.

Building confidence with each step,

Thinking about my success.

 

A few steps further,

Was what I was thinking.

When a hidden valley,

Left me sinking.

 

My perception was wrong,

I was not near my goal.

I felt my ego drop,

As though I was falling down a hole.

 

Enveloped by darkness,

Feeling no ground.

I could not see, nor hear,

No sight, no sound.

 

Sinking deeper and deeper,

Into the abyss.

My previous attitude

I really did miss.

 

I could not move.

I could not escape.

I wanted nothing more,

Than to rewind the tape.

 

I climbed the wall,

Gasping for air.

Not wanting,

To give in to despair.

 

I pulled myself out.

I looked around,

And it was then,

That my confidence rebound.

 

I began to run.

I had to fight.

I could make it.

I just might.

 

I continued to run.

Picking up the pace.

With a few minutes to spare,

I arrived at the place.


The author's comments:

My name is Kavi Kaller, and I am a junior in high school. As a high school student, I have found myself in situations where I believe I cannot reach my goal and needed to persevere despite the seemingly impossible obstacles in my way. This poem encapsulates my experiences of self-doubt and overcoming failure. In writing this, I hope to inspire others who are experiencing situations similar to these and show them that there is a way to succeed no matter how difficult the path ahead looks.


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on Sep. 15 at 9:32 pm
ColorsOnTheWater BRONZE, Austin, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
He's not a tame lion - C.S. Lewis

Preach! Man, I love this!! I know exactly how this feels. It's so hard but if you put your head down and crank it out and you get there. As a person with Mild CP I can totally relate. Way to go for not giving up, and best of luck in future battles.

here's a relating piece I wrote a while ago. Hope you like it.


(Dis)Abled

The word itself
says that I am not

That I am nothing
that I should sit in the dark

That I should go out with the trash
like the mannequins in the dumpster

But am I?


I can walk

I can write

I have made honor roll for nine years
and counting

I have won silver at Nationals in rowing

I have rowed more than 100 miles through the wilderness of Alaska

And
It is true that I limp after the eighth mile of the hike…
And
It is true that It takes me hours and hours to get my thoughts on paper...
And
It is true that I could not have made honor roll without learning accommodations…
And
It is true that I could not have gone to Nationals or rowed through Alaska without vigorous training and stretching and physical therapy…

But
I still rowed through Alaska
I still won at Nats
I still make honor roll
I still write poems, stories and papers
I still hike miles and miles and miles

even though it hurts and
it’s hard and
sometimes I feel like I can’t do it

But still I do it.

Because I can