Parallel Lives

Painted stripes in the middle of a road

If I chose a different life
a parallel life
where would I be now 
Would it really be different
I feel ready for a breakthrough
Or is it a breakdown
Insanity swirling at the edges
or those other lives 
begging for attention
No matter
What is here is here
It's easy to think
ah, a life
where pain and grief and rage
don't exist
where I don't feel
this gnawing angst
in my belly
But does a life of peace
really exist
doesn't seem to be my deal
so instead
I'll just stay with this one
it would be a bust
to change out lives
and find myself 
at the beginning
of what I've already gone through

Photo credit: Jason Williard (1983-2016)

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