
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.
