To be, or not to be?

There is a life inside of me,

A life that shouldn’t have yet been.

So here am I left to ponder

Whether the life is meant to be, or not to be

But to dismiss a life is murder

To murder is a sin

But to continue life without loving

Is damnation waiting to happen.

How can I learn to love a life,

That’s going to take so much of my own?

How can I convince myself that this is right,

How do I tell myself that this life is for me to love?

I am left to drown in an ocean of uncertainty,

A pool of guilt and anxiety

There is a life growing inside of me,

But is it meant to be, or not to be?

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