sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection

crossroad

my soul lies at the crossroads
of compromise.
to burden my heart for momentary pleasure,
or to move on, to wonder
what i had missed.

i've been overwhelmed by my feelings;
even in emptiness they're all consuming.

and, i can't even begin to tell you,
paralyzed by my self-awareness:
i understand my faults,
i understand my reasonings,
but i have not a single weapon
with to combat this.