Two paths entwined,
But only within the depths of my mind.
One pulling me towards my idea,
The other doing the same.
I've created both ideas.
Both seem to remind me why I came.
Twisted thoughts inside of me,
Begging to be let out,
I've no idea what to do,
But both begin to shout.
Should I go for the one meant for me?
Should I go for the one that's meant to be?
The question becomes which is which,
I see now that this is how my soul is split.
I've been constantly trying to stitch,
My mind together,
But still the choice is there.
I'd try to tell others,
But they'd only seem like they care.
Until I finally decide,
All these feelings will stay inside,
Because neither will abide.
Should I go with the plan I've had all along?
Or should I start to sing a new song?
The weight of expectations,
Is bringing me down.
I thought I could fly,
But now I only seem to drown.
Should I go left?
Or should I go right?
I've tried to reason,
And still these ideas fight.
"You can do this."
"You can do that."
"We only want you to be happy."
All of these words fall flat,
Because when it comes to me,
There is so much pressure weighing down,
But never will I let them see,
The tarnish on my crown.
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Poems of Life
PoetryThis is a gathering of poems about different stages, kinds, and experiences of lives.