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.