Gotten to where I want to be, not yet, but I’m taking little steps every day, hoping I’d end up doing something right one day.
Not trying to let fear or the fear of failing to get me down as time flies by; I am not in the place I need to be, and already three whole days have passed.
And the fear of still being in a place of the unknown is where I am, even with the light of something new sparked for me last night.
I was too tired to go on, and now I feel lost as the words flow onto the screen from the paper. I wrote it last night.
As if the brilliant feeling I felt last night was a lie to get me to lay my head down and just let it all go for now.
Making self-doubt so powerful right now and the feeling of just pushing it back another day seems like a promising idea right now.
But I want to push back again. It will be just an excuse not to look at it and let it collect dusk in a corner, and soon I will forget again.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes
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