I stand at the crossroad of confusion,
Which way to go eludes my imagination,
I stare ahead, absorbed in oblivion,
Vulnerable to the antics of indecision.
The melody of life plays rhythmically,
Yet I savor no symphony and harmony,
For discord and chaos resides within,
Putting me on a pedestal of misery.
If I could banish all living memories from my mind,
Severing all ties to the past life I could find,
Walking a path where there is no left or right,
As I match ahead, leaving my worries behind.
But I am chained to this wretched existence,
Second-guessing every ounce of my sanity left,
If time could release me from this hell,
Show me the way to the fountain of happiness,
Where reality and fantasy don't merge,
Maybe the images of gore and death wouldn't feature in my head,
As the zest for life will blossom, never to die.