Two Paths

young girls never really know what they want from life,

they want love, status, beauty...

comes a time when we are all faced with the fork,

between a life of light or a life of darkness.

daily i see friends walking the dark path,

also i see ones walking the light.

that choice should be easy...very clear cut,

until tragedy becomes your middle name, then the whole world is blurry.

you question friends, relationships, meaning behind people...

one day she wants light, the next she wants darkness,

blinded by the despair of intense heartbreak, she can't make the choice.

she dreams of light, happiness, beauty...but its ended when he leaves again.

the beauty of her slumber becomes haunted by the fatal mistake made that day.

it's either no sleep, or sleep the day away...

food is not appealing, or it is a painless induced coma escaping her from her thoughts.

there is no normal, not for her...robbed the light of her life when she was 15 she doesn't know love.

she was the pawn, used over and over for the mere satisfaction of winning...

the bet they placed, the heart they made a trophy.

grief by another name is sorrow, despair, depression...misery.

if misery loves company, then why must she feel alone, the feelings are real & one of a kind.

she wasn't his bride, she wasn't a sister, she wasn't a friend...

by all the technical means -- she was his mistress.

a mistress promised the world, if only sacrificing her entire being.

she held her end of the deal, she gave her life, her self, her soul...

only to end up broken in the corner, tears staining her cheeks

she holds tightly to herself, and feels she is holding a stranger...

she traded her soul for love, when that love became permanently blackened...

how is she to find her soul?

there are two paths...the light & the dark...

life is hard enough as it is...then to be struck by tragedy so close to her heart...

she still stands at the fork, the devil & the angel on either side of her...

"with this path you will feel whole, God will heal your hurt.."

but

"with mine, you can have an easier life, and never feel that hurt...i will let you numb & forget."

yes the choice should be easy...

but as she crumbles alone in the corner, she can't choose...