Poetry & Self-Awareness

Fright night
Blinded sight
My body is ready to elevate and take a flight
I see a white light
It’s blinding me because it’s so bright
Tonight can be such a delight but it just doesn’t feel right
This story I can still overwrite
If the fear doesn’t consume me
If my actions don’t confuse me
It’s a scary night and the intentions aren’t clear
I try to hold on to good thoughts but they just disappear
The fear is near but I must remain sincere