Stuck and Anxious

Afraid.

Tired.

I chose this path,

No longer can laugh.

Not feeling ready,

Hands not steady.

Expectations are high,

But just want to cry.

Please give me a break,

It is all fake.

It meaning me,

Why can’t I be free?

Not fit for this role,

Need to heal my soul.

All wax no wick,

Made myself sick.

My heart palpating,

My thoughts racing.

But what else would I do,

If not just go through?

Too late to turn back.