Mountains

I don’t know where
I want to go but
I know where I
don’t want to be.

And that’s not enough
but it’s something and
it’s more than I have
ever been able to
admit to myself.

Oh, this mountain
is so tall and I don’t
feel anywhere near
strong enough to
get myself over it

but I’m standing
at the base and
I’ve turned my back
on everything that
I passed to get here.

There’s a
woman waiting
on the other side
and I want to
be her more
than I’ve ever
wanted anything.

I don’t know where
I want to end up but
I know I don’t want
to be here anymore.
~6/28/16

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