Poem I wrote: Be gentle not very poetic
The Struggle
I feel beside myself
Like I am but a shadow
Watching myself
Staggering along lifes path
Do I move forward
Or do I stay behind
Do I continue blindly and press further into the unknown
Or do I fall back into the net of memories past
Do I continue along this path in solitude
Or do I tempt fate and forgo actions past
Am I to be a vagrant in the alley of my own existence
Or will light pierce the darkness, and restore this bond broken
Do I relinquish the memories that brought us this pain
Or do I embrace them, use them as a seat belt for my soul
Do I turn a blind eye to the despair brought from deception
Or do I meditate on it, to hinder the seemingly inevitable disintegration of our love
Is this struggle what life has rendered to me?
I can not, and will not remain a shadow of myself.
I must take control and forge my path
I trust to see you,
when the darkness falls, and light prevails
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