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Fates Choices:

Part one:

Pushing my life into fates hands,

Causes my mind to worry with fear,

Wondering what is,

And what will become,

As a result, my life is in shambles.

Now, as I lay here thinking,

I realize that fate isn't helping,

I'm being slowly dragged down,

Down the familiar black river,

The one I know all too well.

I've thrown myself into it many times before,

This time, fate brought me here,

Is this where I'm supposed to be,

Swimming in the deep waters of pain,

Drowning from all the hurt and worries?

Fated seemed to be a golden door,

An exit from reality,

It was supposed to be my life the way it should be,

Either fate is a lie,

Or I am doomed to be trapped in cold dark waters.

 

Part two:

A person steps to the cold muddy bank,

And extends a hand to pull me out,

He is kind and caring,

He pulls me into the sunlight,

Perhaps fate isn't so bad,

I feel warmth and happiness,

I'm surrounded by light and hope,

In my mind,

All is well.

I've allowed myself to feel again,

I'm happy and letting others in my life,

The man who saved me,

Treats me better than anyone in my life has treated me,

My strong bonds of friendship tighten,

This is all too good to be true.

 

Part three:

 

My skin begin to itch,

My body sweating,

I am ignorant to what is happening,

As I'm enjoying this new,

And forgetting the old,

I've begun to burn,

The suns heat is pounding my skin,

Seeping inside me and drying my soul,

I am careless and happy,

Other's can see,

They yell to me that my skin is melting,

My own life fading before their eyes.

As I'm having a sudden epiphany,

I hear a slow laugh break out,

It becomes louder,

Deeper,

Before I can see who it is coming from,

I'm lifted into the air,

The man who saved me,

Laughs as he throws me back into my murky beginning.

As I drift to the bottom,

Struggling to move my useless limbs,

I catch a glimpse of the man,

As he turns from the river,

I close my eyes,

And prepare to die.

The End

Shane Bennett
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