Hardy

he's stuck
in the shallows
of his own mind,
afraid to dive
into the depths
of her eyes
where the world's weight
presses upon
his chest.
an atlas complex,
carrying the globe's
grief,
he thinks too much,
a vortex
of what-ifs,
paralyzing his heart,
a hesitant lover.
he wants to be the hero,
the one who saves,
but first,
he must save himself
from his own doubts.