Choices Burden
By Rora
The sun rises and falls every day
watching it pass, I think, I wait
Whispers or thought fill my head
as I try to stir up an answer to the questions I have.
People tell me a million things
non can help me know what to think
days move on faster and faster
my thoughts race quicker and quicker
Whispers of dear friends and loved ones
whispers of the wise
whispers of the brave
whispers of the logical
they all whisper words into my life.
Ever so quickly my mind thrives
watching as the time moves
moving, it becomes part of my life
it controls me
it moves me
it hold my life in the palm of its hand
Whispering it tells me I can no longer stand.
What can I do to take control of its hands?
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