Unseen

A dark cloud crossed the moon

Exclaiming unlit mutiny

Poor choices then ensued

Questioning my substance, under scrutiny

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I surrendered to the thought

That my actions revealed the best of me

All the demons that I fought

Released my chains, setting me free

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But the voices in my head

insisted that I'd been deceived

My will to choose was dead

I wasn't who I thought I'd be

*

When faced with the weight of choice

Crumbed into vain conformity

Completely silenced that small voice

the end of my tranquility

*

Who knows what might have been

If I had followed a path~ truer to me

That path, narrowly thin

Had I trodden it, however ~ dauntlessly?

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I may have met a different fate

Examining these flawed parts of me

Who knows, I guess it's safe to say

My fate, ultimately ~ remains unseen