Sorting Out

Divided into compartments. Each

Containing a bit.

Seemingly different. Decisions

Bound though, to the next.

Previous somehow inspiring the next. Calm

The mind is anything but that.

Childish and impulsive, Words

That often set off moods unbeknownst,

A potpourri of emotions. The mind sways.

Decisions, those that never come easy.

That promise of tomorrow that keeps

the now going

love thy life, for today comes. And goes

away tomorrow.

Decisions many, that need much thought,

It all finally comes to a naught!


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