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Feb 2014
another fork in the road
left or right?
last time I hung a left
I fell down laughing
at the nothingness
that kept me awake
at night...

I could go right
and forge new horizons
that don't feel hollow
and just pretend to swallow
tepidness with one decision
but I'm undecided
at this fork in the road
maybe if I shed some blood
I could read my destination
dripping from my open veins
with just a simple incision

I struggle with the blah blah blah
of "the road less traveled" and
"the road to hell is paved with
the best intentions"
I made choices to take the path
that was less likely to interact
with any who were likely
to make a pact with another
for intervention

I'm on my own

I zigged
when I should have
zagged
and pretended that
it was possible to ****
the importance out of the Deity
that set me upon this path

Alas

I have been dropped
upon this road to redemption
with no moral compass
no false assumptions
and no money to pay for gas

Dec 3, 2011
Helen
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