We all have choices. But is that a good or bad thing?

I don't know what to do,

My directions seem so unclear,

I feel as if I've got no choice but to do what I've done. 


Confusied I stay,

Those stupid choices I made,

The only thing I see is it not going away. 


It was wrong that thing I did,

Yeasterday, Tomorrow but not today,

None of this matters. 


I don't know how I got here,

But what can I do?

I've got nothing coming,

Nothing left. 

Submitted: November 22, 2013

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lost love long forgotten

This was an intense poem it flowed so well and was very beautiful. I hope to read more of your beautiful poems.

Fri, November 22nd, 2013 6:04am


Thank you. It was very nice of you to say that to me.

Thu, November 21st, 2013 10:24pm

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