the crossroad of death

i am at a crossroads

in my life

 

my heart is being

ripped into two

splitting open

blood spilling onto the street

and staining the angry peoples ankles

 

my bones are tired

my mind is not my own anymore

how do i become more

than a passenger in my life?

a victim of my illness

and of my mistakes

 

how do i stop myself

from feeling this numbness

how do i bring the walls that i have built

so high

down

how do i stop the unhappiness

from choking me

how do i start

living for myself?

 

i am unsure

but for now it feels

as though the war has been lost

i am standing over the bodies

and am waiting for the final bullet

to pierce my heart

 

soon they will raise the flag

claim their victory

their names will be etched

in history books someday

 

and in the distance sit two different pathways

abandoned

it took too long for us to make a choice

so we were swallowed up into oblivion

instead.

 

 

 

 

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