Imprisoned by four walls is all I've ever known.
Always and forever prohibited from growth.
No place ever truly feeling like home.
Sun dripping in like honey.
Breeze sweeping in through the trees, past my knees.
Kissing my hot cheeks, whispering at the sweat behind my neck.
Playing, laughing, swimming around in daydreams like a child.
Thunderclouds, instead, inside of my head are knocking around.
Never a path worth taking, so I'd stop short.
Divert.
Never taking the fearful leap from the diving board.
Clenching to the rope of eternal youth.
I've landed in the cold, stagnant pool of never could.
All because I never would.
Say, "Yes."
Say, "No."
Just let go.
Now I find myself here.
In this scary place of, "What now?", and "How?".
Where to go from here.
It's good to know where you are.
It's sad to be afraid of reaching too far.
Facing the fear of failure.
Always afraid to start or try because I am afraid of failing.
Fearful of rejection.
Not from any other human.
Rejection from life.
An ejection from my life purpose.
A black hole.
Worthless.
