Fear of failure
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There's light at the end of
the tunnel, yet the walk
through the tunnel to reach
the light is getting more
further away, more darker,
and more trecherous to walk
through, and I can't help but
The goalpost is just a kick away
But I can't work my crippling legs
The walk seems close enough
Yet so far,
With all the opponents blocking
I fall and I trip
Fall and I trip again
I waltz around the corner,
Hoping, but dreading, for something,
someone, to lift me from this ground
as I reach the depths of the sun.
Everything seems so close yet so far,
Failure is a creature of the darkness,
But I can see it clear as day.
A monstrous entity of terror,
Feeding off the smallest of insecurities.
Its grasp is ever tightening,
Where is the ability to smile?
Wondering the earth forever,
Kissing the soil that brings life.
Who can bring me happiness?
Holding on until it hurts,
closing my eyes to rest,
