Introverted By My Thoughts [✓]

Limitations

I thought I was poem-ed out for today;
Apparently the only limitation I had was in my mind.
An aggression of threats from disbelief,
A symphony of self doubt,
Playing in repetition, in my head.
Naming the limitations I can't surpass.
I was terrified, that to try was no use.
So everyday, I let myself drown in thoughts,
And be enticed by it's deceitful words.
I was too scared to fail,
So I never bothered to try.
I let hues of someone else,
Redefine my existence.
My ability to push further beyond persistence.
My willpower, and zeal,
To be tied down by fear.
The fact you see another person bleed,
Doesn't mean you've been cut too.
Being honest, nothing has changed much;
I'm still as petrified to try.
Only now, I know the sky was never my limits.
Poetry resides in my heart, my body, my soul and my mind.
It has always been that way;
The only way I feel.
But far too easily,
I tend to forget how to breathe.