Stance

the fight has lasted all this time,
wasted, fated moments have passed
without regard, without a thought,
moving slowly forward passed the next,
and i could never tell the difference
between anxiety and panic,
I stayed comfortable and alone
wanting experience to lead somewhere,
anywhere, but here,
I wanted the world and the dream
realized and achieved,
but life has other things in mind
and there are only two options now
to let go and give in
or stay and struggle here
in the limbo of my brain
stumbling and tripping over myself
and words that cannot be realized
until the last breath.