Road of Fear
The feeling left me breathless.
I felt like I was dying on the inside. No where to turn.
The horror creeped upon me like a spider in a room. I suffocated with my own breath.
The fear squeezed me tight waiting for me to scream and surrender. But I persisted on.
The road was an endless stretch beyond me. Cars zooming by in all directions. Anxiety reached me.
But I drove on. I paid attention to the signs on the road, all the exits coming up.
I took a deep breath in and mentally prepared myself to exit the freeway.
I trusted in myself and turned off successfuly. The feelings of joy overwhelmed the gripping fear that was left in my heart.
I was estatic. I was free. I had acommplished driving on the freeway and felt like I could accomplish anything.
The road of fear ended and I entered the road of freedom.
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