Poem: Go, I must.

I am scared.

This is a feeling that I keep getting,

I should not be feeling like this, but it keeps happening repeatedly.

Deep down I know what must be done,

But I am terrified to make that leap.

They say have faith, but I lost that years ago.

Faith and me no longer can coexist.

I need a push.

A push that will hurt, but I need that pain.

I need to move on, but I cannot.

My feet are glued to the floor.

They are stuck with what is right, and what is best.

I am lost in this world that I no longer want to be.

I just want this to end.

I cannot be here anymore.

This is what is best for me.

My heart is no longer hear, and I can no longer bear this pain.

I can never make the right decision for me.

I guess that is because I never believed in me.

Now it is time.

It is time to move on,

But I have been stuck in this spot for years.

It has become my home.

A home I use to, but no longer want.

So, I think I must go.

It will not be easy, but it is for the best.

I must find my heart.

So, I must go.

Go, I must.