Andrew Crisci Poet Lyric

The Wrong Choice

That gleam in your stare
conquers other hearts, not mine
that refuses to bend its will and reject
every smile to charm me and start to care:
up to now, I damn myself for the wrong choice,
for that decision not too wise,
because I dedicated everything
and anything to someone else,
assuming you;ve stopped caring, showing
no love, not even a gesture of kindness.

Yeah, the wrong choice
seemed perfectly fine
and the moment...
 when we were carried away
by heavy loneliness; 
it was both despair and agony
fighting forces stronger than destiny
to figure out what caused us to break free.
spending nights missing a sweet voice
that pushed every shadow away.

Sometimes, we all make the wrong choice...
not hoping for better and nobler things
that aren't burdened with worries; 
and regardless of that choice,
it changes lives and sets a price.

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