lanmca
Fear, it's a crazy thing. It creeps into you like a cold day. It saps away your strength. I am afraid of not being good enough. But isn't everybody? I am afraid I won't make it to heaven; that I won't be a saint.
Despite the fact that my heart aches I can still be happy. Even though the man I love is 15hrs away.. I can smile. I choose happiness.
Alive. Energy consuming the air- electricity in my veins. Can I hurt myself from breathing too deep? If so, shock me now.