a fear in the early morning

As I have told you before,

I can not offer much besides

a hug and curated thoughts

that distract from the truth within my

dizzy mind.

I circle several wrong answers

before I settle in ambiguity.

I'm in a constant pull of fearing

and needing to trust or doubt.

A revolving set of doors directs

to a choice and shuffles.

I fear that you are pulling away.