Fear of what Isn't
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Seventeen years all lead to this
This moment of destiny and truth
And yet like the grains of sand on a beach
It's all slipping through my fingers
And I can't find the strength to close them
To hold it all in
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Seventeen years all lead up to this
Pages upon pages
Each with their own universe etched upon them
And yet like a wild fire
It's all burning up
And I can't find the strength
To get some water
To put it all out
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Seventeen long years all lead to this
Words of encouragment and belief
Belief that I could be something greater
Than what everyone else has been
But like a disease in the throat
It was all croaking out
And I couldn't find the strenth
To take the medicine
To heal it all up
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Seventeen years
Seventeen years of my life have lead up to this
My dreams and ambitions twinkling before me
A gem of opportunity right in my grasp
But my hands hold too loosely
And like fragile glass
It shatters upon the floor
And I couldn't hold it together
Because I didn't have the strength
To keep the fear at bay
Of what is
And what isn't
Myself
Today