Posted on November 19, 2009 at 7:17pm
...am I lost or am I found?
walking this untreaded ground.
Cornered by beasts that snarl, snap, and stare,
I'm innocent to vice, but do they care?
Beside me visions brilliantly flash of fame and mirth.
Ahead are darkened visions of a promised curse.
In front, I see a road that crosses off.
~The choice I make comes at a cost.
To walk the calm and beaten path?
Is to live the life that others had.
To traverse the fresh and… Continue