Lost in a forest of confusion. A lonely travelor has lost his way. Now he's reached a fork in the road. Two choices lay before him, but only one decision to make. It's not the choice of right or wrong or good or bad. It is of what could be verses what already is. Once he has chosen, he cannot turn back. He can only go forward, into the darkness. But, which path will you choose?
Well, that's me, for sure! Ignoring the traffic of time bearing down in the distance I stand there in the middle of the crossroads, trying to decide if I just made a deal with the devil or if it was only my imagination and frustration venting silently inside me. Is that me, talking only to myself, or is it perhaps really someone (or something) else? Being lost... having to make choices... scares the beejeezus out of me!
so he had 2 choices anf both choices were darkness!
thats quite a tough choice!
and your choice of words for this poem is really good!
lovely dark poem! :P
well the purpose of the mind is to resolve the problems of survival so this is pretty much right on the money. Which path will you choose indeed! This piece nicely involves the reader and then drops the enigma into his lap-nice! I love poetry that INVOLVES the reader. Well written but not overdone. Good job.
We must make many decisions daily. Some can hurt people and some decision must be made. When we chose our path. Best to know where you are going and what you want. Hard to return after the decisions are made and things/people are left behind. Thank you for the excellent poem. Open the door to more questions.
Coyote
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