Ad Astra Abyssosque

I don't know what is this all about help

[iamnevergoodatwhatiamdoinghelp]

Rain

You said you love the rain but you pull out an umbrella when it started pouring. You said you love the rain yet you run home even before the droplets touch your skin. You said you love the rain but you snort at it's coldness and how it ruins your day.

You said you love the rain, but the truth is, you only love it from afar. You only love it behind your closed windows where it can never touch your body. You only love it when you're enveloped by the warmth of your covers and the pitter patter becomes a lullaby.

You don't love the rain, sweetheart.

You only admire it's beauty and how it makes you see the worth of simple things.

But you don't love it. After all, you don't run away from the things you love.

[iamnevergoodatwhatiamdoinghelp]

Soft whispers of unjustified guilt eats me down to the bone. The coldness of untamed thoughts and rampaging anxiousness made my body tremble. I'm scared. I'm so scared. Scared of what the future may surprise me with, of expectations I may not meet, of eyes I cannot please, of people I may hurt. Will things turn out right-out of the bended directions I am forced to choose from, will I pick the right path? I'm not strong enough to handle these things but I'm afraid of the outcome if I let weakness devour me.I'm scared, I'm so scared. "Are you alright?" Your words shatters my train of thoughts, You're here? You're still here? "What happened? "Ahh, yeah, you're here... You are here and then suddenly, I'm fine.