What am I so afraid of?
That I may change my fate?
Or maybe it’s already happened,
And maybe I’m too late.
Can I be forgiven?
Will I ever understand
Why all of this has happened?
Am I really here by chance?
Chasing phantom shadows in and out of dreams
Counting constellations and holding on to childish things
Afraid to take a chance, for fear that I may fall
Afraid that there’s no going back
That I’ll never know myself at all
The truth too overwhelming
The fear I hide behind
Fear that I hold onto
Fear behind these eyes
To chance is only to forget
The pain that binds me now defines me
Give in for good you’ve placed your bet
“Survive!” the voice inside me
A piece I wrote back in March 2007 as I was going through a divorce with so many questions and faced with the opportunity to reducing myself and my path.