I fear to tread here

I fear to tread here. Everything becomes real. In script, in ink, hopes become goals; ideas, advertisements. I fear treading here.

I fear to tread here. Fear my writing, just prefer some brave one's book. My scrutiny of theirs haunts me when I write my own. I fear treading here.

I fear to tread here. Everyone becomes a bit of virtual space. The one thing I am running from; meaninglessness. I fear treading here.

I fear to tread here. My footprints will be washed away. Am strong enough to make them, but not quite to create an eternity. I fear treading here.