at the end of another night of my life
i find myself torn between hope and fear
terrified to step up for what i want
because i'm not sure i even want it at all
so much of me wants to run back to what i know
causes me so much grief and agony
as my mind struggles to get me to calm down
and step back to see the truth i know is there
right in front of me as always
and nearly invisible to my jaded soul
grasping at the straws of my sanity
or what remains of it anyway
for a glimpse into the best possible path
for my heart to follow
and knowing that only a woman
could cause so much uncertainty

Nijah Redlin