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I stand on a hollow road,
With my feet planted in the ground.
I really want to move,
But I really don’t know how.
Once the lights grew dim,
My heart pounds a hundred beats.
A spot light sets in front
My skin boils from all the heat.
Two roads come into view,
And my eyes become a sea.
The pathways stay there waiting,
The choice lays all on me.
One, vibrant red
Its flames extending in all directions
The other blue, artic cold
As painful as rejection
The road remain empty
No cars or bystanders in view
And finally I am aware
That my options are just a few
Freeze to nothing,
Or burn alive.
It’s rather stupid
For one to live, and not survive
I stretch my hands
To feel the breeze
The roads laugh and tell me
I’m just a tease
My knees grow weak
And I fall into the ground
I now see them laughing
But there is no sound
My heart vanishes
But there is a small beat
I feel it in the ground
Under my own two feet
Perhaps it should remain buried
For no one to take
It’s better to hide it
Than for it to ache
My heart asks to escape,
This is not as I planned
I am utterly lost….
Do you know where I stand?
- by dark-godess101 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/20/2009 |
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- Title: In need of directions
- Artist: dark-godess101
- Description: Soo, yea have to make a choice and inspiration hit me sooo tadah. Comment, rate, dance, eat a pickle w/e lol =(^w^)=
- Date: 09/20/2009
- Tags: need directions
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Comments (2 Comments)
- dark-godess101 - 09/20/2009
- True, a bit of similarity I'll admit, but Frost's is epically brilliant.
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- DDrox316 - 09/20/2009
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i really like it....
it reminds me of Robert Frost's The Path Not Taken - Report As Spam