Stuck

In between the hurt and peace

The longing for past dreams and future promises

That sweet unfulfilled, stale promising limbo

Like quick sand, must keep moving

Not keep still, unsure of which way to turn

Back to familiarity, more hurt, maybe

But uncompromised uncertainty, compromised happy, unhappiness

Forward to sunny cold loneliness

Self-satisfied, development of one’s self

 

The biting directions, the need to make a choice

Take a step or stay and drown

What a comforting thought

To drown in one’s self,

A shadow of thy former self

 

A choice-decision must me made

But for now the comforting cashmere of one’s self

Wrapped comfortably in the self’s onesie

Better to drown for now

And heal.

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