Uneasy

This feeling, 

Uneasy.

In the middle of my life

I stopped for a while

And wonder, is it?

Is this what I really want?

Is that the end of it? 

Why ‘that’ must be the end.

When life is so much more to explore

But then I’m afraid

The more I learn the more I deny.

So lets stop again.

And resume life.