Uncertainty,
An unstable platform,
Reminding you that your feet are never grounded into the floor.
We approach the things we want with doubt festering in our minds,
We have seen so much,
Go oh, so wrong,
And yet, here we are.
If we're bound to make mistakes,
Dig up our own graves,
Why are we so afraid to approach it?
Why do we approach the end with shaky feet and sweaty palms?
We're headed that way,
Shouldn't we at least walk confidently in order to make the process less chaotic?
Shouldn't we try to make every experience we're dealt with, one where lessons are handed to us in envelopes,
Laced with hopes of the bad becoming good and the good becoming better?
Life, has never been about crossing the finish line,
Unharmed.
It's about making the most of what you're dealt with.
You stumble through the dirt to become something so strong and wise and you use that to feed and maybe someday,
Get rid of the doubt that once plagued your very being.
When you walk onto uncertainty,
Make sure you're aware that that platform,
Being unbalanced,
Will help you become more you than any steady ground.
You walk confidently on the shaky ground until you fall,
You then get right back up and try again.
Failure does not mean it's the end of the world,
But allowing doubt to destroy you from within,
Is.
