Waiting’s heavy yoke; a punishment beareth I cannot, Unknown steps before me terrify; well-known potholes behind I've trot. Weighty dreams consume the ego’s choker chain, Releasing all this right now, trusting there's so much more to gain Travel to far-off places experiencing life in new ways Adventure abounds, and destination awaits; confidently claim the future and graciously inhabit new traits.
I have been going through old poems that haven't seen the light of day and giving them room to breathe. Please give feedback.