The Grip of Indecision

By Silence

Chains wrapped around the ankles and wrists
Two forces on each end pulling me in opposite directions
My bones make inhuman popping sounds
As they do I scream out in agony

Whispering words ring out from the darkness
"Choose one"

The chains twisting round and round
My skeleton torqued
My arms being cureved around themselves

Crackling  and bending limbs
Till finally they snap like a fresh twig
Jagged and splintering out
My own injury only causing further harm
Boring its way from deep in my body

A choice seemingly so impossible
You think if you delay it that you will know the correct path
But sometimes it only magnifies the pain when you wait and see
Decisive action is best
Even if it still hurts making that choice ensures you arnt torn in half

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Copyright 2013 Silence
Published on Sunday, June 16, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • dwells On Sunday, June 16, 2013, dwells (4177)By person wrote:

    Much is hidden in this piece and the semblance of sorrow is pervasive. The decisions of today will often haunt us, as we go our own way, free of imperfections, cheers!

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