walking through the beaten path
my feet strays towards the grass
in the valley of indecision
looming ahead is the uphill climb
a wager has been set before me
no need for elocution

and i would want to stop
and just stay right here
think nothing of it, think nothing of it
but there’s the ticking clock
the urgency i fear
drawing closer bit by bit

lost in the haze of the purple dawn
all through the night keeping my song
trying my best to breathe
my pace slows i hesitate
looking back from where i came
listen to my heart calling me

note: i am not narcissistic, i was thinking of where i stood…like from the song ‘on fire’ by switchfoot, was i “standing on the edge of me”? hence, the title is a descriptive poem of my current confused but getting it status