Everything at stake
Life or fame
Lie and win
Or die with honor
With only two paths
Both undesired
I made my own
Deviating from the path with a smirk on my face
Only to realize
I've been lead astray
Cold and dark
The bright scene begins to expire
All I see is the black
I endure the thorns I am walking through
With high hopes of desire
But with my sight blinded
And my strife wounded
I soon fall
Into freezing liquid
That I can only hope was water
Enveloped by the devils from the lake
My life is at stake
Drowning. Drowning.
The light, browning
Lungs collapsing
My life elapsing
Every regret
Every wrong decision
Being remembered in agony
Then in vain
Death takes me swiftly
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My Poems
PoetryInspiration sources at random times From dawn to dusk My mind whirls with thoughts Ideas embedded onto paper and screens Memories captured within words As time progresses So does my talent Words form into poesies Poesies form into poetry And poetry...
