Fearing The End

My current vision is blurred out by the same droplets of rain that gave me the happiness. Now I can only move without a clear vision. Fearing of where I will be and fearing of tripping over and falling. Should I stand and wait for the moment to continue my journey? Or shall I just walk and ignore the consequences. Somehow I have enough faith to walk and if I fall, I do possess the strength to stand again. But what if I fall and the time it takes me to stand again will cause' me to lose out? Whatever the consequences may be, I think that somewhere in me has already made the choice. And that is the main reason why I am here. But why, why am I still so afraid? Afraid of losing out? Please provide me with the strength to move on. Please give me the courage to do so. At the rate I'm going, I will need the support that all can give, for I am fearing of what will it be at the end.