Standing Still

Most of my motivation is gone.

I see no moving forward.

But I also know there’s no stepping back.

I’m simply standing still with no place to go.

Each day is passing but I’m no closer to my goals.

Those days are turning into years.

Before I know it I’ll be at the end.

I’ll regret what could have been.

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