Unchosen

I Stood there, tried to choose,
soaked myself with emotions let loose
unhealed wounds and scars
that stayed there for hours
with blurred eyes, I couldn’t breathe
with chest burning, I couldn’t see
I stood there for hours on end
without a soul, without a friend
I waited for an end, to start a beginning
but fate just wasn’t listening.
Why was I so afraid?
For, I had to choose, between a path
with a dead end and one that would never end
So, I waited and waited.
My tears dried but my heart cried.
My wounds closed, but I felt the pain.
But it did not help, the choices did not melt.
So with a sigh, I tell,
I did not choose.
Because if it hurts you,
then some doors are better left shut.