Aug 31, 2010 11:14
Sitting on the balcony of my grandparents' condominium I realize how great my fear of heights truly is...
Fear
An ugly monster that eats away at whever joy is left in your heart.
Fear
that sucks away the last drop of hope you have in you
Fear
the cold room that exists in your mind and locks away the confidence to stand on your own two feet
I wish I had the courage to stand on the edge
To risk it all for just a moment
So i could
look out and gaze upon the beauty that is the landscape of my life
despite the support, the line that separates life from death
I am still afraid of the height
Why does everything I long for seem so far away?
I wish I could stand on the edge
and know that
yes,
I am safe...
That maybe
I am okay.
the past