Confusion and Fear

I go forward now on crutches

I cannot go where I will

Yet I dare not cast these crutches away

Lest I find I can’t walk and I fall

So I’m dragging slowly forward

On a road I don’t wish to follow

Yet on this road

I’m still upright

I’m surviving

But being here

Has taken its toll

Every step forward is revolting

Is it right to cast these crutches away?

Or is this the road I should be on?

For although I'm surviving

I'm not so sure I'm living