| Into the "Y"
A road full of potholes and gravel
Travelled alone
Nearing the crossroads
Which way to go...........
One road is to happiness
Paved and srtaight
The other full of thorns and vines
Less travelled
Full of hate..............
I chose the happiness
Running straight and true
What I thought was my heaven
What I thought was to be you..........
Yet i can't ravel with hatred
That which kills and dies
I travel with sorrow
The hurt I caused,
i see in your eyes..........
i can't express my feelings
in a short maybe unread poem
So I will travel till you see me
And My love for you
Till then, Once again I am alone................. |