Description: Yes I stole the first line from robert frost. But it inspired me. This wasnt meant for each reader to have the same interpretation as I had while writing it so I'd love to hear what meaning those who take the time to read find in it for themselves. Thanks.
Endless Running : Dead End -------------------------------------------
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I stood staring at the fork.
The first unsteady in footing
ever changing from warmth, perfection
to harsh ice and snow.
A path took multiple times through adolescence
and attempted once in adulthood - but it ran.
My feet would fall comfortably
upon its uncertain touraine.
Its journey leading to lime light. . .
or devistation. . .
mayhap even happiness.
The second lay out adjacent to familiarity
A new choice freshly revealed.
The yellow wood of a novel begining
shadowing the pine floor beneath.
warm sunlight floods through the ceiling
and yet looks can decive -
the only way to know is to continue
upon its unplotted mystery.
hmm...well, I can take this a lot of different ways, and because I know you, I think I might have an idea about what this is about for you. For me it signifies a choice to go down a destructive path I've gone down before, but in a weird way makes me happy. The other is a new option that has opened up for me, that I'll tell you about not publicly haha. Anyway, this write is very good, excellent flow and the imagery is perfect.