Escaping Choices

There is this  Day
Of my this state 
I want to work out 
choices that are hard to relate.

It leaves me to adjourn
the pain eventually
 to fit in what to learn.
It burns me to question
if I am worthy of worth?

Whole of my journey seems 
divided
when whole of me still stands
united
 with the heart I wished for
these wishes 
to learn and the growth
outshined all the other priorities.

I am still here
when I tell I cant 
make choices from 
the choices I have made.
When now comes the time
 to choose path
To follow or to create.
I stand still 
to avoid
 So it would become too late.
To make a choice appropriate.

But this doesn’t go
with the delay
 slowly I am turning low.
So There is this  Day
Of my this state 
I want to work out 
 choices that are hard to relate.

Escape is no choice,
and fear isn’t the only Bondage
I am freaking out
If I could make to
this cycles break through.

(Need of some encouraging thoughts )
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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