Crossroad Choices
They say never bet the devil your head
he will come for it looking eyes all red
all the lies you were fed
next thing you know surprise your dead
Dont give your soul up no matter what
coming up at the crossroads stuck
than out of nowhere from the dust
appeared a thing I knew I could not trust
This creature was trying to offer me something
when really it had nothing
but a bunch of lies and bluffing
its breath was disgusting
He offered me treasures and the keys
to all of my dreams
I knew better because the grass is not always green
and life is not always what it seems. -TA
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
