Postponement

“I would, if it wasn’t for…”
This invisible prison door;
harboured fear at its core.
No start or a midway quit,
every aversion to commit;
a fruition is denied permit.
Awaiting the perfect time,
that might never be mine;
paradigm paralysis prime.


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