drifting, merrily, I won't look back
pain lies ahead, but pain lies behind
self pity left behind, I look ahead
move forward, swiftly building
walls, walls from the past, that were once torn down
one foot forward, one foot back
I stop and stare, stuck in the middle of the tracks
perch myself, idle, listless
torn between which way to turn
neither way looks good
build me a fence to perch upon
until my faith can push me on
This is about indecision about choices. It's easy to want to stay put and not move forward, remember past pains that scare you from moving forward as you must. I'm still not sure if I am moving forward or perched on my fence.
~T~
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