This dithering of my heart
a wavering thought
inside,
what I want I doubt
and hesitate inside.
survive it must
if it's worth to have
it's existence risks if I can't
or want
The space awaits
no time in sight
the unfolded blue
is asking why
can I
do I
will I?
Not known
the choice in sight...
This heart
this "eye" that look
and don't
or won't find
A breath awaits
to clear and say
the doubt
that I won't say
and yet... remains.
-mcr