I am the fool,
and so life is a long, arduous journey.
The left, more difficult road I choose.
No one leads me here, I am proud and alone,
and now, here in this place of desolation
a cloud of doubt and indecision covers me,
smothers me and yet it comforts me like home.
My familiar, unyielding ghetto of fear and nothingness
beckons me, welcomes me, but I have stayed too long
and I can no longer escape this sanctum of misery
and malcontent that surrounds me, diminishing my
very life, the basest of lives, for I live a life beneath
contempt, yet undeterred I walk this difficult path and
live this pitiful life knowing there was much more
destined for me had I but chosen the right,
I am the the fool.
JS