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[title] => The Wrong Path
[time] => 2005-04-18 22:25:13
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[bodytext] => Walking down to the fork in the road Reading the most wonderful ode Finally reaching two different directions The road now divided into two different sections Which path do I take? While making my decision, I begin to shake I look far down the first choice Hearing a sweet, sweet voice Seeing sunshine and flowers Finding myself staring down this path for hours, and hours Birds chirping and sweet melodies I do hear Just as I find my conclusion is near I look down the next route All melodies and songs mute The path is straight, not a slight bend I see darkness, nothing but a dim light at the very end I think hard for a moment, my mind I did lose No sweet song, no beautiful flowers…and yet, this is the path I choose Curiosity swallowed me whole, Just then, I lost my soul This caused me to travel the path that no one should ever travel A path filled with jagged rocks and sharp gravel I feel blood pouring from my feet as I walk over the jagged rock ground Not a soul to be found, Just complete darkness and pains in my feet Blood provides warmth so sweet I took the path to find the dim light I’m dying now, of a dreadful fright As I traveled closer and closer to my destination at the end of the lane My knees give out; my feet are in a pulsating pain Finally reached the dim light so pale Slowly beating heart begins to fail Realizing that it was false light And then, I began to fall It was a little bit of hope at the end of my life’s plea Yet it was only a stream of moonlight, shown through the trees Why didn’t I take the better path? Instead I chose an evil life’s wrath Why did I choose to follow my curiosity? To myself I was an atrocity I found that nightmares I fear Became a reality, and I shed a single tear I feel that day, I chose the wrong way And now I’m stuck Totally out of luck On my way down hill, With no life, no will I wish I could have made the right choice But I’m left with no voice So, think of this when you travel your own way Causes know this now, you will some day… By: Kristena Rosselli (Traveling the wrong path, made my life horrible, made me rethink all choices that I’ve ever made…what path will you take?) (the one and only, Kristena) [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 21 [informant] => kiss4roq [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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