Panic

I guess I didn't grow after all,​

I guess I failed, I'm not ready.​

I'm afraid.​

What's coming? I don't even want to know.​

It's scary, I'm lost.​

I don't want to even try. I'm gonna lose everything either way.​

I'm stuck, I'm afraid.​

Can't move forward and can't move back.​

Today is what I must live, there's no turning back.​

I'm not able to move, my feet can not touch the ground.​

I'm afraid, I'm lost. ​

Please let me out.​

Pemberley Winter​

 

It's all a roll of the dice, but Pem you have the magic one. It's all in the twist of the wrist

Huge hugs my friend.

 

Heyy Girlllll, it's been a while. It's nice to be back and to see you too. Ohh!, Im hoping for a magic dice!, are you really sure I have it? hahaha. Thank you for always being here.
hugs, Pemb

 

Right now i know about someone that should be as honest as you in this poem... and it's not me by the way. ok, life's as complex as it seems and even more, but being afraid... that's not helpful my dear, besides, you can always make a move, just don't be afraid and do something, it's always better to move than to stay static watching life goes away.

Hem pemb, you brought a nice topic to mi mind.

Hugs.

 

hmmm..."watch life going by" interesting. Wise, wise , wise words you said. It's true, sometimes we are filled with doubts about what shall we do. Is it black or white? is it right or left? And sometimes things go deeper than that. You'll never know if it ends good or bad. You just have to move.
Nice to see you here red.
Hugs, Pemb