Overwhelmed
beneath it all
A choice to make,
to tough to call.
Door number one;
Ever the same.
Door number two
Might be a game.
Overwhelmed
Beneath it all
A choice to make,
To tough to call.
Should I take
The same old hall?
Or should I venture
And risk it all?
Overwhelmed
Beneath it all
A choice to make,
To tough to call.
I had just one
And I was fine;
Then the second came
As I crossed a line.
Overwhelmed
Beneath it all
A choice to make,
To tough to call.
Both doors open
Both are willing
Both are waiting
Both are waning.
Overwhelmed
Beneath it all
A choice to make,
To tough to call.
Nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
Except for a life
Full of love or pain.
Infinite possibilities-A writer's guild
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