To Toss or Keep
I almost handed it in—
that letter with my name at the bottom,
typed in a rush,
heavy with deadlines and demands
I couldn’t carry anymore.
I watched the ink dry,
wondered,
is it time to walk away,
or am I giving up
on something that hasn’t started yet?
But I didn’t.
I couldn’t.
I folded it,
because turning it in meant
losing the fight
I’m not ready to quit.
So I tucked it back into my drawer,
and now I sit,
wondering if staying
is courage
or fear.
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