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Fear of Flying.

Palms sweaty

Knees weak

Heart racing

Nausea


It’s almost that time

That hour

That moment

That could change everything

It’s almost that time you’ve been waiting all your life for

It’s almost that chance they told you that you need to capture

It’s almost time to take that leap

They always said that when the time came, I’d know

They always said the feeling is unmistakable

They couldn’t have been more right

The pessimism in a chronic optimist speaks volumes

The feeling that everything could go wrong and at the same time, that nothing could

But they never said it’d make me sick to my stomach

The anxiety

From nights spent toiling

The thought that it could all be defined by one moment

Sickening

So I’m at the edge

With everyone cheering behind

Because no one can do this for me

And just before I take that leap

I realize

I’m afraid of Flying

I’m scared of heights.

Georgia-lorene McEbong

Written by

Mythological Creature.

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