Sep 28, 2005 23:44
I am crippled with possibility:
Two destinations on one path.
For fear of one place,
I deny the other.
Oh, what troublesome thoughts.
Time itself seems want to forward
And I must reign it in.
I dare not be swept away
To lose myself.
How shadows veil my way.
I cannot stay, I cannot go.
I know where I want to be.
If only I could know somehow
Which way would take me there.
I am crippled with possibility:
Two destinations on one path...
(I'll probably be putting this one to music.)
poetry