I am my own worst self.

Sitting in a room surrounded by silence,

yet all my brain can do is,

think of bouncing back and forth suggestions,

of whether to do something or not.

Yes no no yes no yes no yes maybe no yes maybe no no no yes no…nope. 

I hate seeing both sides so clearly,

it’s driving me mad,

having a heart good for both avenues.

I want to get up and go,

but my safety lies here in this home.