Considering moving.
City girl seeking a slow-down, a
Quiet pace,
Green grassy fields,
Watch my dog run free
While I cherish outdoors,
Bask in nature’s splendour,
Find some calm.
But it’s the flip side, always, that
Scares me.
Can’t leave myself behind.
Move a million miles only to find fear,
Panic,
Depression,
What’s the point?
Problem always is you never know:
Flourish or Flounder,
Only one way to find out.