Sep 14
poem 0 comments challenge: Nerves
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Nerves

I stand in front of my door 
Staring endlessly the wooden floors
Should I go or should I stay
Should everything stay the same?
Staying leads me to a path never changing
Endless and unturning
Safe.
Going would be a path uncertain
Twisting and turning
Leaving me in Fate's cruel hand
The choice I need is pulling me
It's calling out

 
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