I stood in an unfamiliar place
With more than one path.
I didn't know which one I should take,
It's like solving math.
I had to calculate them in my head,
Because it's as not as easy as it seem.
Which one should I take? They were all dark
and not a single thing could pass, not even the beam.
All the paths were dark,
Scary, and I didn't want to choose.
They were paths to my future
And I didn't want to end up in blues.
I didn't want to swim
In an Ocean of despair.
Or even cross those paths,
And I knew that life never plays fair.
-N.Hetari
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Beyond The Thoughts
Poezja[Completed] "We all have stories, some will tell, some will hide and some will just pour it all in a poem"
