When did I last feel brave?
A leap of faith into the cove down below
From the peak of the cliff,
You see, it’s hard to feel brave in a pit of sorrow
Fighting off the same monsters again, and again
Shut off from everything human.

But do you know what is really scary?
Opening up,
Vulnerability, a unique uncertainty,
Closing your eyes and dropping all your defences.

When did I last feel anything?
I unknowingly constructed these stone walls,
A piercing chill rattling my bones,
Skin covered in scars
From the battles long endured,
And feelings exiled to a land long lost.

Until now.

I launch myself blindly into the cove below.
Will I land safely?
Will I get hurt?
Did I make a mistake?

So many questions.
So much doubt.
So little control.

But, that is the nature of being human

Love is a foreign tongue,
An exciting new dynamic,
Much scarier than any demon,
Much more thrilling than any roller-coaster,
I have never been this afraid,

And it makes me feel brave.