Blissfully Terrified

For all my bitter cynicism,

Logic and rationality,

I must admit that I am a fool-

Planning meticulously, ridiculously

Far too much in advance.

I could look a person in the eye

And tell them just how truly

Incompetent I thought they were.

And yet, here I am.

Standing at the edge of a canyon

- A vast river some 500 feet beneath me -

And it is time for me to make a choice.

Do I hold Opportunity's hand and begin

To attempt to leap over the abyss

Risking a great plunge into the depths-

The only reward for my endeavor being

The knowledge that Opportunity did not escape me

Or

Do I panic and try to run far,

Far, far away from this Opportunity,

And in the process, surely falling 

into the bottomless pit alone,

Breaking every bone in my body

As my dark journey into despair

Proceeds ever onward towards the river?

I am frightened of my future.

I am proud to say that I am terrified.

I have chosen my course of action.

I am a blissfully terrified fool.