Deeper in me than I

I couldn’t sleep for thinking

of all I’ve done and failed to do.

The questions left unanswered;

the doubts unspoken;

desires abandoned and scattered

as though they didn’t matter

(but oh, they matter, dear one)

So much was cast aside,

and what threatens to overwhelm the ramparts

of my overactive mind tonight?

The simple question:

Was it worth it?