Conflicted

There are things that run through my mind
like sudden rain on a summer day.
Words often escape me
when all I really want to say is
I’m afraid that
this isn’t worth pursuing
my efforts were/are/will be in vain
I haven’t done much, been much
and that maybe
the best course of action
is to retreat
where the storm
can no longer
hurt me.

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