The Window.
Outside the window lays an open world awaiting what? I see only what my eyes allow me two see but what’s after that? A life time of exploration and discovery. Fear scratches at my skin leaving bright red marks etched on my flesh. It controls me more than a physical force but what is it? Why is my will so weak to allow fear to dissolve my strength and my purpose, what ever that may be. We allow our thoughts to consume us, worry us and create a side of us that we become so accustom to that we tend to get lost in our state enough to sometimes forget who we truly are. My actions mirror that of it’s desire as my hands begin a shaken path, my heart races faster as the thoughts come rushing in at the glimpse of life beyond the window.
“You’re safe here, alone, away, with no one. You’re safe without them, without people,” fear whispers in my alert ear, “Who knows what they may do.”
I nod slowly as my legs are guided to the nearby sofa. My body falls as my arms wrap a blanket around me. My security. Trapped.
