Fear

It distorts your view and makes an enemy of your friend.
It prevents you from diving into the ocean. 
It builds an invisible wall between you and what is real.
It holds you hostage inside the box of your own making.
You hide behind the veil of concrete and occasionally come up for air, always surprised by its sweetness.
You approach near and sprint back, just to come back and taste the honey, if only with your eyes.
One step forward, two steps back, circling around, going nowhere.
While all I wanted to do was to explore the depths of you.