Decision

my stomach twisted like roots of an aged oak around stones of uncertainty slow moving sap drowning me when quiet has arrived as cool rain when i hear my breath then i scream silently seen not heard with my thoughts trapped like a caged bird shamed if i set them free piercing my soul no release no ease struggling with self my head and heart knowledge and feeling locking horns for a grueling bloody duel in this battle one will breathe the other smothered these two enemies governed by either alone a tragedy what will be