Poem: Indecision

At the intersection of my conscience
I’m lost without a map
One side says stop, the other side says go
It feels like at trap
Anxious and queasy, my pulse is rising
The lights are starting to flash
I have to do something, instead of nothing
Or else I’m left only to crash
I’m headed in too many directions
I need to be grounded, change the course
and find some other connections
If I play it safe and take the smooth road
I could end up going nowhere
But if I risk it all, in the fast lane
I might find myself in utter despair
The light changes as quick as the wind
and the decision has been made for me
I’ve been blindsided; I’m completely pinned
And left to suffer in my self-imposed agony


About boywithoutlegs

I am the author of the boy without legs website. I was born without legs and have used the experience to write children's poetry. I would love for anyone to read and be inspired and if you are interested in publishing my poetry please contact me.
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