ESTÁS LEYENDO

Poesia

Poems from the inner corners of my brain, under my nails and the end of my paintbrush.

Road less travelled

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por mashmato

por mashmato

Two roads diverged in a wood,
And I'm lost in the overgrowth.

Is this the road less travelled?
Is that why there are no people in sight?

Have I taken the uncommon path,
Is that why no birds sing a note?

I cannot see my end goal,
I cannot see any butterflies in flight.

The twigs cut at my ankles,
The branches claw at my throat.

I do not know where I am going anymore,
I have lost my passion and will to fight.

Two roads diverged in a wood,
And my path is confusing as ever.

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