A Decision

Getting up one more time,
and looking at the ground beneath,
and, then raising my head,
to look at the road ahead,
that twisted and curled,
yet leading to a place,
with unyielding difficulties.


I am convinced,
to turn my back to it,
and walk back to my cozy place.
I know I am going to hate myself,
for the decision I am inclined to take,
that indeed makes me an escapist,
yet slightly wise and practical.


I have no doubt about it,
and my will?
all strong and determined,
No faltering and no qualms,
But, I guess it is because,
my heart has stopped beating!
or have I stopped breathing?

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