I'm at war
In both
My head
and
My heart
These days.

I'd love to do this
But something tells me
To do that instead.

I need to stay here
But oh, how I wish
I could be over there.

I'd rather not feel this way
Anymore.
It seems much better to feel nothing
Instead.

The heart is such a fickle thing.
Always changing.
Always certain about being uncertain.
My mind is just the same.
Always rearranging.
Always sure about being unsure.

I'm tired.
Worn out.
But
Something
Is telling me to
Keep going.
Keep pressing forward.

But then again-
I don't know.