Need to find a new direction.
Find something to ease this tension.
The things that have happened
...must be down to Fate
pushing me toward the path I must take.
Come to a crossroads, which way to turn?
I must choose carefully, so that I may learn,
The one true path destined for me..
The one place that you wont be.
Save these feelings of bitterness and hate.
Save up the time so I wont be late,
for this meeting with my destiny
will open my eyes and make me see.
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I'm 25, from Leeds, UK. I like to describe myself as a philosopher of sorts, I write poetry of the heart and soul. Currently trying to turn my hand to short story writing - will post first on here if I come up with anything good! Stay tuned!!
Is it only based on the decisions I now make. Or is it all fate and my actions are all fake.
A boulevard of memories, And every house: a hope, Walking down and wishing true, I wonder how I cope.
Sick of rules, They should be broken. I'll rebel, Yes, I'm outspoken. Sick of lines, That I can't 'cross', Try to stop me, It's your loss.
I'm walking down a boulevard, A boulevard of choices, An every single step I take, I hear a thousand voices.
I'm somewhere between the hot and the cold Somewhere between the new and the old. Somewhere between the wrong and the right Am I darkness or am I the light.
Everyday I feel the world through my body, So I have grown the fallacy that I am plural. The man inside, the others see as the boy outdoor. I want to know how it feels to be one.
A long, twisting path lays ahead,. Out and over the horizon it does spread,. Lined by trees and shrubs so green,. Looking out,. excited and keen,. My walk is slow,. but sometimes I run,.
Completely at ease with myself. That one time I felt my best. Driving down the winding road. With nowhere else to go. My heart finally whole. It was then when I knew where I wanted to be.
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