Freestyle!

Here's a poem I wrote on the fly. I'll probably add more soon!

Hesitation

I once found an answer
Hiding in the corner
Of a dimly lit room,
With woven carpets of
Almost forest-like shades of green.

The red-rimmed arm chair
Almost blocked from view
The quivering key
That cowered next to
The burdened oak bookshelf, that
Almost won 
With its volumes of
Almost-answers and
Almost-rights.

But I saw it.
I snatched it.
It shook in my clutched fist.
My answered prayer
Almost seemed to know
That it contained more turmoil
Than peace.

I knew it too.
It told me to let go. I
Almost did.
Then, I tightened my grasp.