by Sheetal Makhan
12/08 (written in 5mins)
I've been running ever since I can remember.
Running.
Sometimes fast,
Running.
Sometimes fast,
Other times, not.
Surrounded by the protection of my parents, family and friends.
Surrounded by the protection of my parents, family and friends.
I reach a crossroads and I don't know which path to take.
One is filled with the beauty of flowers. Birds are singing in the trees.
The sun is smiling upon the millions of people there.
But the other path.
It's empty.
Perhaps it mirrors my inner feelings.
Lined with bare trees. No fruit, flowers or leaves.
The sun? It's absent.
Just like in my heart.
But i'ts raining.
Just like my heart is crying.
And this is a road I know
That I must take.
Even if it's alone.
One is filled with the beauty of flowers. Birds are singing in the trees.
The sun is smiling upon the millions of people there.
But the other path.
It's empty.
Perhaps it mirrors my inner feelings.
Lined with bare trees. No fruit, flowers or leaves.
The sun? It's absent.
Just like in my heart.
But i'ts raining.
Just like my heart is crying.
And this is a road I know
That I must take.
Even if it's alone.
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