Frozen I Am

Frozen I Am

Sadness looms in deep despair...
feels there is no way out
in which I will not be terribly scathed.
Is there even a way out at all?
Do I stew in the aftermath of my past choice
or do I break free and fly towards new opportunity
...taking a chance to live and explore?

But if I should fly,
what if instead of flying into Light, happiness, fulfillment,
I find myself caught in a worse trap than the one I fled?
...and what if I don't?
I will never know if I choose not to fly.
Perpetual regret and longing
permeated by bitterness may be a side effect.

Yet, if I choose and lose,
perpetual remorse and self-loathing
permeated by guilt may follow me to my grave.
So, which way do I go?
Right or left, forward or back?
Frozen I am in this whirlwind of misery,
at once wishing to fly and accepting the cage.