Petitioning The Empty Sky.

I don't know where to
Stand. To the left, to the
Right, or maybe in the
Middle?

Indecision at its finest. Lost in a million thoughts that don't mean anything, and I know that. Yet they linger still. Stop it stop it STOP. IT. Quit running circles around yourself, quit doubting everything and anything that comes to pass.


I know this is right. I know it'll work. It's all just patience. Virtue indeed. A tough one to maintain. Along with confidence.

This will work. I can't be wrong this time. Or if I am, let it be gentler than the last. I can't go through that again. It's not the same. It's not.

One more peaceful moment. I don't need the medication though.

I wish I could just...solidify, verify it in my mind. Make it cold fact instead of malleable hope. Like a trampoline indeed.

I'm sorry for being like this. You don't deserve. You deserve so much better. But I really am trying.


On and on and on.