WHAT MAKES ME AFRAID?
( PIXIEEGY )
I'm afraid of not being alive enough than death itself. I'm afraid I'm running out of time to do the things I have left. I'm afraid that I might lose my self and soul twice in this lifetime and can't ever get found. I'm afraid I'll lose my chances as I'll pass by. I'm afraid that as I achieve more I can't guarantee my success in the future. I'm afraid that If I'll die tomorrow I'll regret the things I haven't done yet. I'm afraid I'll blame myself with the decisions I have made. Yet, I am not actually afraid of love or to love again. But I am afraid of not to actually love someone again. I'm afraid I'll just lie awake and can't stood on my own feet. I am afraid of what will happen next. Yet, I am most afraid of my self and how enormous I can do. Whereas from now on, I will never let my fear decide my fate. It's just all about my what if's bugging me so I'll prepare my mind and heart fully strong to handle my fear.
Therefore, I have this question? You know why we feel afraid? It's because we limit ourselves in things. We should be open to possibilities and be brave enough to face them whatever the consequences is. We are so much bigger than we think. We are so much braver than what we fear.
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PIXIE'S PROSE COLLECTION
General FictionThese are the proses that cloud up my mind over a cup of coffee. It's a collection of plain proses and prose poetries. - ROAD TO MY INNERMOST SOUL -
