Nailed

No one restrains us if not ourselves. Life is made of choices, afflictions, obstacles to pass trought but deep inside, deep inside us, we are the only ones to hold our own fears, our own limits, our own nails. We hang on to our failures as a reassuring support. We caress the iron sticks that hold us back and nail us there, forgetting, slowly, that we are driving ourselves a stake in the heart ...