I'm poised and ready and precariously balanced between mandate and will, as it seems.
The ground underneath me moves again--the walls are closing in and the air is getting thick.
When did commitment turn sour for me? Why now do I feel ill-prepared for what comes next? Why the questions all of a sudden, why the uncertainty and the wavering?
I look forward to a time when my decisions will be for me alone, void of consideration for others--I stand fragmented and lost and defeated.
But I stand...because I haven't fallen yet.
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