Choices

twistedlogicx

We drift in and out,                                      hoping to be seen,                                            not knowing where to land,                                or what to believe in-                                        The voices cry out, there's peace in the darkness...

But the solution is not to

 Avoid one's presence. 

The lighter path will always lead to troubles, promising riches but guiding souls to rubble. 

The path overgrown,                          overlooked,                                                        and hard to travel,                                             will result in a sweetness unlike no other.

  • Author: TwistedLogic (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2025 23:31
  • Category: Unclassified
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