Tough Luck Poem by Frank Leefax

choices
multiple and many
faint like voices
choices? there are plenty

desperate to perceive
frantic to fathom
made to deceive
the mind is a chasm

It is too late now
does anyone else know?
conditions do not allow
I cannot grow

disorientated
thoughts fill my brain
If only the right were located
A sureness I could attain

a clumsy cloud
all ideas astray
a will to be proud
but there is no way

stabbing the veil
it must be one
time is so frail
let's get this done

make the decision
is it hard or is it tough?
must have a conclusion
please be enough

let's go with hardness
I really am stuck
amongst the absurdness
I try my tough luck