Your now racing to the light
Your at the end of what seems an eternity
Your approach starts a transition
Suddenly its not bright, its clouded
You turn around, theres no going back
What seems a lifetime becomes a grain
Your now left, waiting in a purgatory
Nothing but mind, memories and yourself
Your canvas with your colours and marks
You are you, your next step is your first
Do you play safe and fuel your brain?
Do you go and gain paper?
Do you wait, hurry, worry or fight?
Remember this choice will haunt
You can be strong and in dress
Gaining what is desired by most
Appearing in all places all over
Taking a shortcut to your real end
How perfect? At what cost?
Your eccentric canvas will die
It will be rebirthed in white
And crafted by the ones upstairs
Should you be free in yourself
Or should you be free in the world
Locked in your brain
Or brain locked in your skull
Your choice is yours
It will add to the canvas
However it may not stand long
Your now racing to the light, a second time.
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Author:
Jake_streboR (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I just finished my A Levels. Being someone who is unsure on their choices, I was presented with a choice that would make everything in the world become at my fingers, at the cost of what seems to be my mind.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Great poem. The idea behind it is an interesting choice.
Thankyou 🙂 Yeah it Is a little different! Just thinking about it made me decide writing a poem would help free my thoughts!
Exercising our choice(s) well is quite the hat trick in the 'game' of life. Congrats on completing your A levels.
whoa real mind bender like your poem interesting topic
Make good choices. Great poem.
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