4

2 1 0
                                    

My mind is blank,

I can hardly think,

I'm struggling, I'm turning pink.

My life moves slow,

Then fast again,

I wonder if it's in my head.

I've made a choice,

But is it right,

To stop and rethink my whole life?

By now in time,

So it may seem,

I can't go back to my one true dream.

Poetry from the HeartWhere stories live. Discover now