CHOICES

Confused

That’s the word

The anxiety cripping through me

The thrill of an adventure

But

The confusion

Is beyond-

Beyond all possibilities.

Turmoil

A misused word

The labyrinth formed by all

The so-called synchronized function

Of brain

But

Turmoil

Is overtaking-

Overtaking all outcomes

Tired

That’s the aftermath of all

Of all energy drain

Of all function

And yet...

No conclusion to it

To the decision awaiting

The choice...

Hardship

Another explanation

To all I’m meant to do

For we are all driven by choice

We are life and death

But...

What should I do…?

Leave everything alone

Pause the ticking clock….

Break...

Break from everything

Relaxation-

The point to fill the void

Fight the consequence

“Close your eyes

Point to the atmosphere

Just chose"

And yes,  I’ll be free….