To love or not
To hate or not
To run or not
To stay or not
Change beckons with an empty hand,
And I falter, as I pre-meditate,
I seek to run
Break out
Of this mould of regularity
That constrains,
Chains,
Every day a known step
In a toxic vicious cycle,
And yet, run.. where?
I lie still, as the darkness
Drives in and out
Of my heart
And my head,
Clouding over all thought.
Release and relapse,
Both choke me in my skin
And I falter
In my steps,
Not knowing
Whether to run
Or stay
Where to run
Where to stay
Whether to love
Or to hate
Who to love?
Who to hate??
.
Till I falter and fall
Along the line of life and death.
Serendipitous Rambling 