New Life

centered  
censored    
sequestered
senses senselessly succumbing  
overload(ed)    
with fear/despair    
desperate(ly) casting    
thoughts to the wind,    
reeling them back in    
from where    
they wind up    
or did they ever begin    
to fathom fate    
   
Is this life?    
   
put on hold    
we hesitate    
but minds run on    
 
what if?    
 
it may never come  
and we may go