Undecided
I’ve been toiling over
This monumental decision
But my mind keeps clouding
My weary hearts vision
When will I learn
To do things right,
How am I able
To keep up this fight
How will I know
I’ve made the right decision
When all I can do
Is up with such precision
I feel trapped in this haze
Of trying to make it all right,
But it feels like a losing battle
The harder I fight
I wish I could escape
This darkness and pain,
The more I try thinking
Makes me feel I’m insane
So the time is at hand
To finally choose
Will it be life or death
That sets me free of these blues
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2019
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