A fork in the road

A fork in the road

A Poem by AlexValkyrie

Is one little decision really such a life changer?

A fork in the road,
But how to react?
Not just silverware.
No, not simple as that. 

An actual split,
two ways from one.
Take one I am judged,
or other I'm undone. 

But what of moderation? Surely my own life is under my control.

"Do you trust me?"
Crush it into a substance fine.
No peer pressure at all,
I made my choice, didn't whine.

Then my mind was free,
but in the most enslaved way.
And so lucky I was,
To escape the gray.

I am in my right state of mind now. I don't miss the anarchy.

But did I go too far?
Is my life still mine?
Of course not and of course,
All is still sublime.

There is no addiction,
or surging primal need.
Ignore you I will, and on
only food will I feed.

© 2015 AlexValkyrie

Author's Note

A decision is not always going to take you down a certain path. Sometimes a fork in the road is simply a minor annoyance to be picked up and washed or thrown away.

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Added on February 28, 2015
Last Updated on February 28, 2015
Tags: drug usage, decisions, regret, no regret



Joshua Tree, CA

I'm back. I don't do read requests. Those things stack up way too quickly. If you really want me to read something of yours then you will take the time to ask in a message. more..