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Hesitation


There was a slight uncertainty in life,

A cautious step wherever I would land.

The holes my feet made would soon sprout fresh strife,

Grief and desperation would come by my hand.

 

Depression at its worst would overwhelm;

So, plunging into water, I would hide,

Invisible from the world in my realm.

On the ground, dead and hopeless, laid my pride.

 

I realized I was different now: gone

Was my sense of bright optimism. Yet,

There, in my heart, arose a new, glad dawn,

Anxiety and happiness now met.

 

No longer was I hesitant. I dove

Off a cliff into what I wanted: love.

 

 

 

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