Exposing Myself to Fear

Fear is disgusted by my naked. Flustered by my courageous. Loves to see me trapped in this rut where nothing happens. My life's been at a standstill, pronounced dead til courage stepped in. Track all my small steps and see how big the path is. I may of started off as a slave to fear but free is where I'm destined. I have dreams to acheive and I'm becoming restless. I have things to see and I can't be arrested in this misery, it's just not meant to be even though it finds me attractive. My comfort zone makes me uncomfortable. So I step out and never step back in. I stepped on that spider in the bathroom and said "Rest in peace while I live relaxed with my new wings." The old timid me is gone, I'm ready to know new things. I just keep improving every time I expose myself to fear. And fear used to rule me but I no longer cohere.