I can't explain.
Fear
Its crippling,
Its heart wrenching.
Its a rush.
I love it.
The anticipation of a scare.
The building feeling
Of something going to happen.
The rush you feel when it happens.
A picture.
Dark,
Creepy,
Abandoned.
It scares me to think about,
and yet it makes me incredibly happy.
What makes people scared?
Is it the tingles on the back of the neck?
The increased heart beat?
the music that plays in the movies?
Or even reality?
What scares me,
clowns, being alone
and most of all,
my own mind.
My ideas,
my plans,
my thoughts can scare me.
its because i write
that i can get over it.
but word of advice....
Don't Look Down.
Toodles xo
Jess
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