Im not ready for this to end
But I'm not ready for it to begin either
So I sit in the dark
In this quite in between
Where the world is still
But my heartbeat is not
Im flipping the coin
And I watch it turn over and over
It lands with the wrong side facing upward
But somehow I'm not sad about it
I flip it again
But this time I don't even care
Which side
It lands on
Because it gives me comfort knowing that
I flipped it anyway
Maybe this is what it means to be brave..