Fear

It has been a long time. Not enough time to think. No time to be rational. I hate that I am hurting those around me. I can not get close to them. Every time I try I find part of myself that I thought I had swept under the rug. I'm afraid of what is in me. I'm afraid of what I am and what I am capable of. I regret my fears and see how weak it makes me. How much it stops me from living. I need to live boldly other wise it is not living. Some times I wish... for what my dad wished for. "If humans were purely logical life would be so much easier." Life without emotion is not life but it would be easier. "Be a sinner, and sin boldly." Be alive, and live boldly. To live from your heart with passion; that is my goal.