Forward.

I am expected to move forward.

Regardless of whether or not I can handle it.

Regardless of even if I'm going to make it through.

Still, the forward momentum is expected.

Alone and weary of my Life's lot,

I'm apparently to blame for everything that's wrong.

Statistically speaking, it can't all be me, right?

Still, the forward momentum is expected.

People I know are dying faster now.

It feels like everything is winding up to fall down.

So many faces that I once knew well are gone.

Still, the forward momentum is expected.

Is this the fate that Life has picked for me?

If so, I want to make an executive choice, here;

I don't have to take the abuse from anyone.

I can move forward without being forced to.

As

long

as

I

keep

moving

Forward.