Dilemma of Choice
This is just a little song I wrote the other day, I like to write poems and stories and such when I am feeling kinda lost. Every once in a while I keep something that I feel someone else may enjoy. I will try to be more active posting, but we'll see how this goes. Hoping tom write and post a short story here, get a feel for the kind of reception. Suggestions, comments, etc are welcome.
The Dilemma of Choice
I'm burning alive and looking on
But I'm cold inside, feeling not so strong
Confusion is a simple thing, to those who like to pull the strings
A dog of war and a broken man
Accredit cruel things to a wave of god's hand
Sadistic inclinations, preferences of a generation
In the distance something beautiful may lie
But it was long ago that I closed my eyes
Maybe something heavenly
Floats among the stars
But who's to say?
I was broken from the start
So pay me no mind and send me on my way
Looks like I'm filled with nothing but hate
Benevolence seemed so clean and pure
But my heart is constrained and I'm not so sure
Freedom appears so easy to some
Those who've been slaves, the poor and the dumb
The ones who fight, answer 'liberty's call'
I hope you win but you'll probably fall
Evil is an expression
And love is a dream
All I see is oppression
That's the way it seems
No one to look to so we speak for ourselves
We converse with each other and comfort the dead
Store our true thoughts on the shelves
The blood on my hands shines a crimson red
I only wish I was better
Gracious, kind, and forgiving, too
My life hangs by a tether
But I hold on for you
This world is consumed by hatred and strife
Think I might've lost the meaning of life
I clutch my chest as I lose my voice
Promises of salvation
The dilemma of choice