Uncertainty,
If only the victim had known better,
He would flip this unwanted chapter.
Trynna hold back agony,
The build-up false hopes.
Facing difficulty,
Non-stop thoughts.
Simple actions.
Ought not to wake,
Inexplicable emotions.
Yet here you are,
Being my exception,
I guess i'm the victim.
Oh uncertainty,
Pass me by.
Don't choose me.
Skip my turn please!
We try to keep it simple;
Honest and straight forward.
Until the bullet chooses the victim,
Watch us slowly crumble.
Silence wins,
Quick glances being stolen.
Eye contacts increase,
Leaving us frozen.
Uncertainty,
Source of fear,
Understand you're not wanted here.
If i ever want to feel lost,
Only then you'd be welcomed...
Until then,
Let my thoughts be clear.
Heart encourages miss,
Eyes threaten tears,
Fingers scroll through old chats.
I, to myself, treat bad.
Gotta ask my future,
If it's gonna get easy...
Or do i have to repeat the chapter?
With me the victim of uncertainty
Learned the chapter by heart,
Yet you still knock on the door,
With no slight shame.
Uncertainty, i had enough
Find another **** soul,
Don't want to be your aim!
*Understand you'll never be sold.
We all pass through such a thing at some point in life, where we dont know where we stand. A phase where you just keep questioning everything "Shoud I or should I not? Will they or will they not?....".
Not knowing is so hard, that you feel like sometimes it ***** up all your energy, thoughts and feelings....