Does anyone else stand at the edge of the stair and look down,
wondering what it would feel like to never know how far the next step is?
As if you could walk blindly, and fall, sink, down into an un-foretold reality,
Lose yourself in chaos, the bitter chilled unknown
I stand here now on the edge of porcelain stairs,
Peeking downward through my ebony lashes,
I feel a grip in my spirit,
A sickening wave of dizziness rolls over me,
Knocking me back, nudging doubt deeper into my skin like a poisonous shard.
"Do I step forward? Or do I wait in this haunting pain
Biting my lip, wringing my hands, my blood dancing loudly,
I realize my future can only improve from my past,
I have to take these chances,
And play my best bet.
Gripping the glassy banister,
I steal a severed breath,
Concerning my fear of the future, and starting my life....comment if you will
I've been feeling this way about a lot of things lately. Knowing that I'm gonna start my life scares my and I hesitate to do something to move forward with it. I keep reminding myself that no matter what, this is my life and I have to learn to live it on my own. No one is ever ready for life, but life is always ready for you. Just gotta keep going forward, no matter what life throws at you.
i guess im not the only hesitant person out there, we all worry, but sometimes we just got to take that first step. i mean if we never try we never know where we couldve gotten right?
exactly, but it's still difficult sometimes to take it, because you never know if it's for better or for worse
I know that feeling
I love this, I love the imagery as well. Even without rhyme, it flowed very smoothly and did not seem forced in any way. Nice!
Wonderfully written! A adore your use of imagery, and the not-too-subtle use of metaphor! Wondrous.