Lately I’ve been afraid of failing.
I realize that my gifts could be propelled in eons of directions that would make my heart soar-
and shake the framework of the world around me
but my problem lies in an inability to take the second step towards my wildest dreams.
See, I’m a catalyst of beautiful ideas but the child in me can’t commit to them.
so I return to my shell of comfort in the ordinary and practical corners of life.
Here I find dark clouds like no other
masked in conformity i sink into their expectations
I become mechanical like all the others on the outside
-and bury those curious dreams that lift me above the others
But the comfortable places never fill me with music
and the comfortable people within them can never keep up with my mental waltz
The pathways they suggest are simple
but my soul cries for chaos and nuance
And so i must persistently fail
because without failure I will always stay the same.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC
Lately I’ve been afraid of failing.
I realize that my gifts could be propelled in eons of directions that would make my heart soar-
and shake the framework of the world around me
but my problem lies in an inability to take the second step towards my wildest dreams.
See, I’m a catalyst of beautiful ideas but the child in me can’t commit to them.
so I return to my shell of comfort in the ordinary and practical corners of life.
Here I find dark clouds like no other
masked in conformity i sink into their expectations
I become mechanical like all the others on the outside
-and bury those curious dreams that lift me above the others
But the comfortable places never fill me with music
and the comfortable people within them can never keep up with my mental waltz
The pathways they suggest are simple
but my soul cries for chaos and nuance
And so i must persistently fail
because without failure I will always stay the same.
