Terror
It's no longer just "fear". It's terror, and all that implies.
But I am still thankful, Mother. I am so close to the edge, and so afraid of falling that I'm also afraid that fear will make me fall...but still thankful.
I don't know why I am here. To give thanks, yes. To ask for help? I don't know. Just to be heard? Maybe. But I am here. In all of this, I still turn to You. And in all of this terror, I still give thanks.
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