Nov 1st / 2003

by Janice   Jul 28, 2005


Beyond the door
Stands a light
to show the way.
From this view
it's dim,
to vague
to catch a glimpse
of the path
choosen by
the eye
of a god.

Indecision
follows within' my mind
My heart burns
of bitter desire.

I remember,
it's easier to follow
an escape, excuse
to be normed.

Than I check back to reality
my whole being
beams with pure realization

I take all these paths
to no where, dead ends
but in the end
become more of a person
Stronger , Wiser.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Esther

    Your poem is creepy!