I have a few traits that have been holding me back.
The one that causes me to sink frequently can be such a tragedy.
I hold on to fear too well.
I cradle fear as if it were my own child.
And maybe it is.
But I am the only one producing scenarios in my head.
It aids my anxiety.
I sing lullabies in so many melodies.
Still no luck in putting fear to sleep.
I’ve become nocturnal because I decided to make friends with it.
I’ve opened the door for courage but I can’t seem to let it in.
All my time has been spent trying to calm fear.
Still no luck.
Kicking and screaming at me to just get used to it.
Little did I know I’m already consumed by it.