Losing Ground

Seems like a riddle
How do people move on?



When everything has gone wrong?



Whoa, and where did it come from?



How can it be so strong?



How does the rain fall for so long? So long









Something tripped me



Took my legs out



Thought I could fix it



Repair it, climb over it



I'm so scared



I need you to hold me down



Hold me down



I'm losing ground









Seems like a battle



How can anyone ever win?



How can we start over again?



Sometimes I say I'd like you better



If you were only a little bit stronger



But I know I'm talking to me, when I'm talking to you



So what are we gonna do?


This was the first song to show up on my Pandora channel this morning. Not only is it slightly ironic but well versed. All music analysis aside, I'm just faced with accepting that I've got a detour in the road, and something has got to come good in my way. But maybe its just me... there are signs everywhere trying to speak to me and saying what I'm so afraid to say time and time again. I'm afraid of failure and to a certain extent that all my attempts and trying to guide my life will fail. Failure and a dark unknown future scare me. I've already lost so much that I really have nothing else left to lose but it scares me because what else does fate want to take away from me that doesn't need to be taken away?  Is it even possible to be comfortable with that question of uncertainty?