The week, when everything came to a halt
I saw before my eyes
A flicker of opportunity,
Something that lies ahead.

Fear often is rationalized in the form of anger,
But when I think clearly,
I know you’re not to blame.
What seems impossible,
Needs to be done,
And should be embraced with joy.

Though it seems I don’t have time,
I know I do.
This pause in time seems impossible
But it happened without a blink
Where the earth kept turning
But I stayed still.

An internal crises
At the age of 22
I’m not mid-life
But I still relapse and question
And come out feeling clearer
Like I’ve sharpened my edges
And am headed in the right direction.

One last stretch,
Then it’s time to dive in.