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.