Post-deciding. i

The anxiety of it all

Mostly excitement

But reluctance creeps 

Are you sure?

Is this okay?

Moving backwards

But forward in time

Sewing happiness

But on a thin line 

Grown from a seed to soil

It's as though A new path 

is being created

But what will happen

When the habits cease

And new ones crease

But what will happen

When the memories recede

And new ones erupt

The future 

Where regrets are fruitful

And mistakes are grown

But a life continues

Hopefully not 

In a smoke

Or in a bottle