my heart and mind engage in endless debate,
should i reopen the door to my heart or let it remain shut?
fear grips me tightly,
afraid of the looming outcome,
of repeating the past's painful cycle.
i no longer wish to revisit or endure
the agony that has become all too familiar.
yet, amidst the darkness,
a glimmer of hope remains,
a flicker of longing for what once was,
for what could have been.
but the scars of past wounds run deep,
leaving me hesitant, apprehensive,
to once again expose myself to the risk.
so, i stand at the crossroads,
torn between the desire to love again
and the fear of reliving the agony.
YOU ARE READING
My Solace
Poetrya book with all of the poems i crafted. always open for corrections nor criticisms. Facebook name: Zacharius Wordsmith
