THE FOREST OF CHOICES

The forest of choices

A mystery to the eye

Where destinies would change

As you watch the time fly

None choose to enter

It may seem that way

But the choice is our own

At the end of the day

The means to exit

Is to choose a path

But the paths are one too many

Some with showers of wrath

The choice was mine to make

And I made the worst one ever

And I know I’ll regret the choice

For as long as forever

The path I walk is dark

With sadness crawling into my skin

No matter which way you look

There is none near of kin

The next time I enter the forest

And I’m sure it’s going to happen

I’ll make the wrong choice again

And the path my tears shall dampen