Fear of Moving Forward

I must move forward.

Shed the burden. 

But, fears 

vice grip my heart,

softening my spine.

Moving on…

means leaving…

Everything I know.

If I remain here,

I hold onto

Normalcy,

Nostalgia,

Minor Comforts.

The new

is the unknown.

Facing it,

cripples me.

Because, I can't see

what disasters are coming.

With my freshly bruised spine 

how can I weather them?

Listen closely.

It is scary

to move away

from the familiar

and move into

the unknown future. 

But, the future is coming.

Life is constant change.

Stationary is death.

Your bruises,

they will heal.

Crawl forward,

if you must.

But, move,

I beg you,

move.

Mourn as you go.

Grieve your losses.

Collapse on the floor.

Drench your face in tears.

This is part of the process.

Your insides,

torn asunder,

will mend

as you gain

forward momentum.

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