I should be happy, elated that my life has chance to change
But, an uneasy gnawing in my stomach strangely remains.
Steps taken now are out of my hands to contain,
Will the outcome desired, simply go up in flames?
Like a tree bud blossoming to a new leaf,
My life passage too embarks upon a new street.
The desire for its journey to birth anxiety relief,
Though in this moment passage, uncertainty is all I see.
Cruel, by some measure, emotional suffering is mine to endure.
Time and time again, change has been ventured to offer a cure
But, what’s been desired, seems never to mature.
Possibly, this time too, it’s not for sure.
naykdpoet 
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