Tuesday, October 3, 2023

3.Path

 


A fork in my life arrived,

I choose the less trodden

Of sanity, my mind is deprived

With tears, the road is sodden.

 

A path riddled in chaos,

Created by a toxic stirrer,

With not an ounce of pathos,

Unleashed the reign of terror.

 

I trace back to the branch

Retracing life in a time loop,

If universe gave carte blanche

My lost years, I will recoup.

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