Standing at this place in life,
Contemplating this situation,
How much should I hold on to?
And how much should I let go of?
This second trying to clench on to,
Every moment I have
Then in a split second,
Defying all the truths of this,
Position I find myself in.
Of what I should do? What I shouldn’t?
How much I should care? How much I shouldn’t?
How much I should be affected by? And how much I shouldn’t be?
With million questions of doubts,
And questions of self consoling.
Between this switch from one phase,
To another life changing one,
How am I supposed to react?
How am I supposed to breathe?
After being shattered by this,
Unthankful situation, unwanted more.
Trying to pick up small broken pieces of me,
Leaving this phase without a tear in my eye,
Someday I will be able to,
Glue the pieces and make myself whole again.
Surrounded by people,
People I know I will see again,
And people I probably won’t.
Consoling yourself that all will be okay.
When one part of you doubts it might not be.
This position isn’t the best I could be in,
But it may not be the worst.
All might be okay,
Maybe nothing will ever be,
At least I can breathe,
And that is all that matter for now.