When you have that hunger inside you
So desperate
Do I search
Do I look for the answers
Or do I hold back
You so want the answers
Yet that niggling voice within
Tells you “don’t you will be sorry”
Once you have the answers
And they are not what you want to see
You can’t send them back
You can’t forget
Well not me at least
I know they will remain within me
Better to have stayed innocent perhaps
Do I look, answer me do I search
Or leave alone
My fingers rest on that keyboard
Search or not
I always doubt myself
I have no faith in myself
I can’t make decisions
I cannot cope
But I do cope
I have had to cope
What if
A bloody life of “what if”
For heavens sake make the  decision
Do I……………
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There are no ‘what ifs’ – there is only what we have. There’s that joke – ‘How do I get to …..’ ‘Well if I was you I wouldn’t start from here.’
But we have to start from where we are and go forward. There is no path leading back.
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You did not get it
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That’s the $20,000,000 question for you after all these years still, isn’t it…
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Yes
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