The Choice

by tainted melody   Mar 21, 2012


Traipsing through the wilderness.
The only sound is your own breath.

Scanning through the trees with fear,
sudden darkness seems so near.

A branch cracks beneath your feet,
then you feel the rain and sleet.

Silence now is suphocating.
For a hero, you are waiting.

Then you hear a soothing voice,
giving you an urgent choice.

You want to run but hesitate.
Is this a trick or is it fate?

Go with him and risk it all?
Maybe fly or maybe fall?

Or stay here, alone and cold?
Never breaking from this mold.

You decide to let this stranger guide you,
he will gaurd you, he will hide you.

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  • 13 years ago

    by L

    I enjoyed reading the rhymes. They don't sound force to me.

  • 13 years ago

    by Girl of Conviction

    You want to run but hesitate.
    Is this a trick or is it fate?

    Go with him and risk it all?
    Maybe fly or maybe fall?

    << My favorite part in this piece wow really deep :] it blew me away

    Great writing :]

    5/5
    Tammi Toxic

  • 13 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Very good theme, the confusion of to stay or take a chance. Nicely written and worded for clarity..excellent

  • 13 years ago

    by White Orchid

    I liked how you descibed this it was different than I thought just by looking at the title. I like the story here & how you described a choice. :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Blood of a Lion

    I give a vote to the one with the beard.

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