I crunch the dirt beneath my sole,
Glare at the path that's paved in coal.
Walls of iron are clad around me
And yet I see it oh so clearly.
The path I'm on will split for two
And now I know that I must choose-
To do or to die
I can't decide.
What am I supposed to do?
I see the sky with clouds above
And all I want are wings of love.
Love for my mercy
Far from this deep sea
That I am drowning in.
Love for the height
My passions ignite
That currently seems like a sin.
I dream of my bonds being shed to the floor
Yet ever I wake there seems to be more.
More to do,
Less to choose,
Less to say,
And more to obey.
It's the path of life-
More specifically a child's
As she grows like fire
Going into the wild.

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Emanations Of The Heart
PoetryΞ if actions speak louder than words why is the pen mightier than the sword Ξ