The hidden stories

These are poems about me, and other people I care about. But if you would like to give a request please contact me through my wall, or in the comments of this book... thank you, and I will notify you when the poem is done, and what the name of it is.


12. Fork in the road:

One path leads to my future,

One leads to my past,

As I stare at my past,

I stare at the haunting vision that is me,

I watch as she withers away in front of my eyes,

I turn towards the path that is my future,

I see nothing,

No one,

All I see is darkness.

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