Filling you with hatred for yourself and others.
Unable to see beyond the useless mess you view yourself as.
Filling you with a terrifying urge to do…nothing.
Unable to reach out from the bonds that hold you tight.
Filling you with the same fear that dictates your life.
Unable to move, to act, to seek the future in store for you.
Stagnant, dying, dead.
Frozen by two words.
Controlled by two small syllables.
What if it doesn’t work? What if something bad happens? What if I mess up? What if I do the wrong thing?
…What if I fail?
My question for you is…
What if you don’t?
What if you’re only one frame, one try, one moment away from what is right?