I need to dislodge this invisible big thorn
out of my system that's certainly stuck in some body part of mine.
Born out of love or fear, I simply can't decide.
Is it me holding on to inevitable change?
Is it my mothering intuition?
I was so certain in my choices, in my speech
And in the outright simplicity that lay before me.
Now I find my self standing in front
Of an all positive, raw, naive
and promising result?
It must be me,
holding on in an attempt to let go....