The terrifying thrill of being

Everything hurts and I’m tired all the time

And I’m not sure what I’m doing

I feel like I have nothing figured out,

Slowly living each day and feeling unaccomplished

Even when I’m at my most productive.

I feel I am waiting for something that’s not coming

Until one day change finally comes so suddenly.

But isn’t everyone feeling like this?

Aren’t we all a little lonely,

A little scared? Scared of not being enough,

Maybe scared of death, or even worse

Scared of life having passed by without living it.

Aren’t we all just winging it, trying to figure it out as we go

Learning that sometimes a person can only truly live

By letting go of their fears and letting go of control.

Isn’t it terrifying

and incredibly thrilling

to be a living creature?