Standing at the edge of a cliff, yet scared to jump off,
Sitting at the apex of a mountain, but scared to look down,
Who am I if not afraid, without the usual anxiety attached,
If the zipline is just a little loose and waters are a little murky,
Who am I without my fears,
If I allow myself to see the inhibitions I have harbored, I could free-fall of a cliff, look down from the mountaintop,
For now it’s just new horizons, a glorified fear of heights,
Nothing more, nothing less…
Nessa 🖤
AFRO387 