A poem on the prices we pay.
There are two roads leading,
In the same direction.
One is the right road,
The other is a misconception.
You can see down both,
One dark, one light.
You assume, you know,
Which one is right.
But looks can be deceiving,
Take that to heart.
Me I choose,
To follow the dark.
Because the light is too easy,
Everything’s in view.
The dark is a mystery,
Exciting and new.
Not the choice,
Everyone would make.
But that’s a risk,
I’m willing to take.
If I never had to fight,
Bleed or cry.
Then I would never know,
The reasons why.
I was put here,
In the first place.
Cursed with this body,
This mind, this face.
Yet, there is a reason,
I will find out what.
No matter if I go down,
the wrong path, or not.
I will continue to walk alone,
Through the dark.
Face my demons,
While falling apart.
Because all is worth,
The price we pay.
I’ll realize this,
When I get to where I’m going someday.
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