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To The Wind

Hold me here until I fall asleep, for I'm terrified, Oh am I terrified. Of all the uncertainties, of the un thought ofs. I have too much time on these idle hands and I surely wish I could shake this habit. I'm too young to imagine what it would be like if everything around me suddenly ceased to exist. Hello, Stranger it's been so long since I've seen your smiling face and now look at your son, look how far he hasn't come. Aren't you proud of your baby boy? Lost in a familiar place, nothing connects in my mind. Tell me everything will be ok and I'll still wander with my thoughts. I'm so unsure of everything, that I'm unsure of myself I'm so unsure of everything, that I'm unsure of myself. And all the words I know to be true are silenced. Break these chains that hold me. These doubts that cause me to feel so scared. Cut these ropes that tie me down. These words in the back of my head that cause me so much grief. Deconstruct these walls that have boarded me up in this windowless prison. Rip apart the floors, burn the foundation, and start again. Start... again. Inside out, outside in. Renovate and redecorate. Throw my insecurities to the wind, for I do not need them. How much life is gained from the needless worry I embody?
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Sep 12, 2010
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