Halfway hastens equal longing for what was and what will be. It brings a triumph of accomplishment and trepidation of the loose footing ahead. Being halfway means you're a step away from almost there, from discouragement of damn-there's-a-long-way-to-go and self-doubt over halting enthusiasm. Halfway is hell, a tepid bed of nails.

© Poem Fix 2012

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