Ok, I gots another poem! Please tell me what you think.
Poem of the Day:
Choices
Why must we make these choices?
To love or to die.
To love or to hate.
To love or to just like.
Why is life full of choices?
Waiting for the wrong decision.
To turn life to ruin.
To turn pure truth, to bitter lie.
What would life be like without choices?
Boring and dull.
Always knowing what to say, when to say it.
Never having surprises to make life harder, easier.
No mistakes to learn from, to grow from.
Why can’t we live fully without choices?
There to make life colorful.
There to make life wonderful.
There to make everything seem so beautiful in a chaotic vortex of right and wrong.
Why do we make choices?
To live.
To die.
To love.
To hate.
Choices are apart of us.
No matter what we think.
They will come to you every second, everyday.
Just to taunt you on whether to wear black or white.
Just to haunt you with the closeness and distance of good and evil.
Why are choices so big, so powerful?
Life-changing.
One choice leading to another, in a chain of opposites.
Never knowing where the next one will lead you.
To death.
To life.
To pain.
To relief.
Why must we make choices?
To control our life.
To bind us to the long rope of conflicting sides.
Sides of light.
Sides of dark.
No longer are there sides of gray.
No more fog to dim the paths.
No more easy way out of deciding not to make a choice.
For making the choice to not make another has brought you to much bigger choices.
Choices you never imagined.
Choices that call you to evil.
Choices that call you to good.
These choices shape you, the person you are inside.
Whether your choices lead you down the path of good or evil, you made them.
You got yourself there, whether you want to be or not.
Got yourself into a mess of horrific evil.
Got yourself into a field of flowers without a worry of being harmed.
Got yourself into the world of dark and light, not knowing where you are.
Whether you love your choices or hate them, you choose to do so.
If you don’t love the choices you made, then why did you choose them?
Choose them over the other choices that could have been chosen.
The other choices that could have made your life better or worse.
Choices that could have left you in the rain, alone and cold.
Choices that could have left you in the rays of sun, warm and protected.
Choices that could have ended your life.
Life is full of choices.
Whether we like it or not.
We can’t fight them.
Destroy them.
Hide from them.
For if we hide, they will come back with a much harder choice.
A choice greater than what it started out as.
The choices will take you to your limit.
Take you to the edge of your mind.
Take you to the last standing guard of your heart.
Take you to the last breath of truth to come through your lips.
The choices of life are unknown till they come around.
Choices make changes of where you are today, in your mind and out.
Changes to the person you are, and who you want to be.
Changes to the full extent of living a half-life, cause of a stupid choice you made.
Changes to the way people react to you the way people choose to see you.
These powerful choices that you make, will tell you who you are.
Who you love.
When you’ll die.
When you’ll be done with theses grief causing choices.
Okay, most of them AREN'T that long... lol, ok, so that's it for today! |