365 Days · Poetry

184 – Choosing The Fear

Living forever seems like an adventure
That no one could possibly plan for
A spur of the moment, spontaneous action
Becomes the thing that one stands for
One darkened secret for a life of not knowing
An eternal time to decide on one regret
Though making a point of choosing the fear
Is satisfaction one doesn’t easily forget

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