Turn Back

**I'd like to start this poem with a forewarning. It's meant to be ironic. It's meant to portray a certain mindset and to negate that mindset, because why would you ever stand still, unmoving and unchanging? If you relate or have had these thoughts, I beseech you, please seek help. It isn't okay and you are worth so much more than you know. Take it from someone who had to be there to know, to write these words: you are enough. You will be okay. And you deserve better.**

Turn back

Before it consumes you.

Turn back

Before it overwhelms you.

Don't face it

When you can turn back.

Wallow

In long gone memories,

Smile

And bear the loneliness.

Don't move on.

Why should you?

The only thing

It has to offer

Is an undying feeling

Of accomplishment,

A friend

Who will stand by you,

A chance

At eternal happiness.

Why should you

Want a thing like that?

There is nothing wrong

With staying hidden,

With never moving

Forward.

So stay where you are.

Don't move an inch

And you'll never get hurt.

Or angry.

Or broken.

But then

Why would you

Hide from such chances?