Scared to Act

I can’t deny

Deep down

I’m scared

 

Scared

To turn away

And to move forward

 

Scared

To be alone

Yet miss out

 

I can feel the changes

The contentness

Just going along

 

Almost like

Not caring

Not feeling

 

To turn away

To let go

What if

There is no one

Like you

And I’m alone

 

But to move forward

Take that next step

I’m scared

Of missing out

Being wrong

 

I’m scared

Either way

So I just stop

Reviews

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:: sweetest j. , this is a magical piece of poetry for me because i relate to it intensely... i remember the time when i tried to "move on" only to look back and realize that all those times when i had moved on in the past, it was something that had happened naturally... without me actually doing anything... but i remember oscillating and trying to figure out ways of moving on... and ultimately, when it happened... i remember how relieved i would feel... not just because it happened but because it happened naturally rather than by my trying to make it happen... :: but maybe this doesn't apply to everyone and some people make things happen... maybe everyone doesn't like to submit to life as much as i do... maybe i'm lazy... :P

[Sunset Girl]

Most of my moving on has been the natural kind... with an end that was planned out or someone else's doing. It's easier to stay the course then turn. But now it almost seems I'm at a place where either choice requires action, to move forward together or apart. And I don't want to be the one to make that choice.
You're not lazy, unless I am too. :)

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:: haha... well... then... we're both NOT lazy... :P