walking down the road
coming to an intersection
many choices to take
only one is best for you
so tempting is the easy
frightening is the most difficult
no longer able to continue the path you're on
a deciscion to be made
Your home, full of frustration
Your room, an oasis
Sleeping away the pain and anger
Drifting into space
Finally awake and ready
taking on the day with all of its conflicts
able to choose
and able to be free
whats done is done
just left here cleaning up the mess
after all the organization is completed
a tornado of confusion appears
you- constantely defeated
the day is over but it will start all again when you awaken
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes we follow our hearts, but it's the memories that keep us static! ! A fine write all the very best J.L