Choices

Another day and Dawn gradually announces sunrise nearness
In the hush within the walls filters the birds' twitter
The torments, the troubles, a remote planet
By yourself here you are as you, made whole
Cast from the reflections above mirrors stirring sensual image
That's you like no other beautiful body laid across the bed
Instinctively drawing your touch to a pretty heart, even
If only this state be carried
If only you would stay true, be you
Dance to the beats of your heart
Not to the music of these others who define and bound you
Nor those others hung and filled with grief
Would you stay believing in the perfection as within your kingdom?
As scattered around you
Are the apparel you would wear to leave
For soon daylight brings the sun declaring you late
Is then to choose of two defining halves
Either stay hiding, die a thousandth times, carry on life shadowy
Or go, to live, carry on, by the memory of the walls in your kingdom

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