Fear may taunt you, doubt may whisper—
that's as far as they can go, if you let them.
Fear and doubt—those two unwelcome fiends.
They always seem to linger nearby, uninvited.
Lurking in the background,
waiting for the perfect moment
to sink their fangs into us.
They'd interrupt our progress,
whispering unsolicited advice
that somehow gets under our skin.
Planting seeds of hesitation,
making us hit pause
on our work, our plans, our passions.
And if we give in,
we will start to drift away
from what first lit that fire inside us.
Until one day, taking the next step feels impossible.
It starts to sound like those two fiends were right all along—
“Maybe I shouldn’t do this.”
That’s how it works:
We get pulled into a dark headspace,
sometimes so deep to the point of no return.
Okay, maybe that’s dramatic—
but we have been that close to abandoning our dreams.
We end up floating in that dark space,
without direction, without purpose
until something inside us flickers.
A spark.
A quiet reminder:
That there’s still something left.
Fear and doubt are like those nosy people
with nothing nice to say
They never offer anything helpful
—just chaos, discouragement, noise.
And like those people, they’ll keep talking if you let them.
My therapist told me: Walk away.
Another said: Treat their voices like the wind passing your ears—
It comes, it goes, but it doesn’t have to shake you.
What matters most is what you believe will work.
Not what fear says.
Not what doubt says.
Never try, never know.
So keep that ember burning.
Let it fuel your dreams.
Let it carry you from the coldest, darkest night
to the brightest daylight.
You’re going to do that.
You’re going to fly high.
And nothing they say can stop you.
Now snap out of that conversation
with those two fiends.
Shut them down.
Lock them in a dungeon
and swallow the key.
Keep doing your thing—unapologetically.
in the vacuum of the darkness
a force awakes
shaking the ground it stands on
an unyielding spirit
the fire burning deep within
that relentless drive
your quest has begin
you will stick through every trial
you will live through each new day
the force within you will find its way
for you are the force
unleash that power from within you
let your spirit roam free
keep reaching high
no one can stop you
and you are not going to stop
you’re born to fly
you don’t surrender
you won’t be swayed
you will swim against the currents
going all the way against the tide
rising through every fall
growing stronger through each defeat
the fire burning deep within
that relentless drive
your quest has begin
you will stick through every trial
you will live through each new day
the force within you will find its way
for you are the force
unleash that power from within you
let your spirit roam free
keep reaching high
no one can stop you
and you are not going to stop
you’re born to fly
fear may taunt you
doubt may whisper
but you will break them
breaking through every barrier
with your force
the fire burning deep within
that relentless drive
your quest has begin
you will stick through every trial
you will live through each new day
the force within you will find its way
for you are the force
unleash that power from within you
let your spirit roam free
keep reaching high
no one can stop you
and you are not going to stop
you’re born to fly
keep it going
through the dark of the night
through the morning light
you are not going to stop
you are born to fly
©Britt H.
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✍️Previously published: 4th January 2024
🎞️ Visual Edition: 16th May 2025
✨ Revised Edition: 21st May 2025
📖 This piece was editorially approved for publication by Prose with Purpose.
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