Take My Hand

Holding composure,
Yet falling to pieces.
Always, always ok
Though the storm rarely ceases.

Waves pulling to,
And winds pulling fro,
So much is unclear,
As to where I will go.

The future’s so near,
And I’m so ill prepared.
Though I hate to admit it,
Sometimes I truly am scared.

Scared of staying,
Scared of leaving,
Scared of wishing,
Hoping, dreaming

Scared to remember,
Scared to forget.
Scared of making mistakes,
Scared of having regrets.

Scared of moving on,
Scared of being left behind,
Scared of making choices,
Scared of changing my mind.

So many choices,
New decisions to make.
Which risks are too risky?
Which ones should I take?

So many questions,
So few answers to be found.
I want so badly to soar,
Yet I’m too afraid to leave the ground.

Stepping out alone,
Into this new, exciting land,
Though we go in separate ways,
I beg you, take my hand.

For though my fears are many,
The scariest of all,
Is losing you, my family,
For alone, I’ll surely fall.

I’m not prepared to walk alone,
Though truly I should be.
I am merely mortal man,
And I am merely me.

I love you guys.