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Mark Wanless May 2023
you see you feel you
think you choose and that last one
is so difficult
Mark Wanless Jan 2023
traveling a time
line i be what it says yet
sometimes i choose
Lulu Sarmiento Nov 2021
They say, "Choose."
But let me ask, "Do I have a choice?"
Mark Wanless Aug 2021
a common human
conditioning pervades the
planets surface   choose
Zack Ripley May 2021
I would be lying
If I said I wasn't afraid of failing.
But I'm more afraid of succeeding.
There's so much more pressure.
You have more to lose.
Your actions have more consequences.
You have to think more carefully
Before you choose.
But sometimes, you have to take risks.
You just have to decide
If it's worth the extra stress.
anoxvrmous May 2021
I can breathe without you
live without you
but,
I don't want to.
sounds of my heart
Mark Wanless May 2021
from death arises
creation don't mean a thing
but that which you choose
Mark Wanless Apr 2021
choose or be a life
puppet on a string is you
unless you say not
Gracie Macdonald Mar 2021
When knowing becomes a sin
A secret kept within
And the hushes in the wind
Question my eyes to see

The fear of those to know my name
It creeps and crawls beneath my veins
And threatens my judgment
Of things I simply cannot see

My friend, my foe
To me I'll never know
All this pain I've self induced
This habit I can't break loose

Tell me I am wrong
And sing me that song
Remind me I am my worst opponent,
Request my eyes to see.

A world full of mirrors
Yet still ashamed to say,
I am scared of me
An image I may gain  

But listen my darling,
The only eyes on you, is the reflection
Of what you choose,
Choose to be

The sooner you learn
That your eyes control you
That the mirror is the sin,
Not your many buried within

Forget to see
Then you'll really begin
To notice me,
Me and all my insecurities

But your kindness stretches farther than the horizon
Kissing the ocean goodnight
Only to rise in the morning
That is your ever giving light

It has been told
That the eye is the window to the soul
And the way you see others
Gives away the tears buried deep, beneath, that hole
This poem is about looking past yourself and seeing the good. Whether that be in nature, people or even yourself. I have noticed that the happiest people are always looking outward and the most miserable are always looking inward; kind of interesting. Anyways, I hope those who read this enjoy it!
Euryale Mar 2021
What do u do when u come between two paths, one benefits you and one benefits others.
Looking back at it you’ve only made choices that benefits other, you’ve never made a choice that you’ve been positive behind because looking for validation from others has been edged into yo mind.
I start to understand the phase “ you could cross a ocean for someone but they would never do the same”
I came to understand this when i chose the path that benefited me an they called me selfish.
I had to turn back to the cross road an ponder, whether to choose the path that benefits them or choose the path that makes me smile within.
I know the answer but still I hesitate, knowing that if the path i chose is wrong I can’t turn back 🤎
Which would you choose? Plz discuss it in the comments 🖤
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