Sometimes I feel trapped between my past and my future,
As life passes by with wounds still left un-sutured,
I am neither living my life nor am I dead,
As fear and panic take over my body with dread,
All dreams seem lost and too far to achieve,
There’s nothing else to do but sob and grieve,
Whatever I have achieved so far in life seems so bleak,
Keeping it all to myself as I feel there’s no one to speak.
It’s not that I lack in purpose or a dream… I am just scared,
To come out of my comfort zone even if I am unprepared,
Fear is the friction between who I am and who I want to be,
Taking the first step is the most difficult even though I know I will eventually feel free,
For then when I look around and see,
A lot of people struggling to mentor their dreams just like me.
If you liked this poem, you might like my other poems DreamsOfWater and FacelessFace
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