Saturday, October 1, 2011

Cautionless

You didn't bother,
to be cautious.
You charged ahead,
without thinking of the future.
You lept,
without taking the time to look.

Now you find yourself,
alone.
Such a strange place,
full of nightmares,
and dreams.

You fight,
back to the place you belong.
You wander,
searching for a way home.
You hope,
home is still there.

Many days and nights,
spent searching.
Until you find that passage,
the decision to walk through or not.
When you decide,
that day will be marked.
No one can see your mind,
leaving you peace,
to decide.

S.D. (original 10/1/11)

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