Out running shadows


Once again I’ve escaped from them, to only make it this far, as always. Given the power to chose between the two. A power I’ve longed for, which has since been taken captive by them. Two roads began to diverge as I ran through the woods. I stopped in my tracks not knowing what to do. I felt that the longer I stood contemplating which of the paths I should continue on, the fate of both would expire, leaving me no chance to get away. Being plagued by my indecision I turned back, toward the path from which I’d came. The familiar. So frightened by the new, I favored the presence of the old. The comfortable. Wanting to keep ties with what’s dragging me down. Holding tight to my miseries. I return, back into the grasp of my demons. Who welcome me home with open arms.