What is this tiny ache
that swells
behind my heart?
A worry, sorrow, dismay?
Please let it soon depart!
How restless are my days,
wondering what is yet to come.
Roads closing into silence,
every step undone.
Where is this life of ease
that others swear exists?
It flickers like illusion,
always just out of reach.
If I could trust myself enough
to quiet all my fears,
perhaps this ache inside my chest
would finally disappear.

“If I could trust myself enough” . . . .Ooh, there it is, right there! ❤️
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It never seems to get easier, lol, even as I age!
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I relate more than I wish I did ❤
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