#WritcoPoemPrompt44
voices more than one
like a rope that pulls from left to right
like a man on one foot at the edge of the cliff
about to fall but still on ground
refusing to agree-my mind, or is it even mine
or two strangers that have never made up their mind
my head seems to not agree
with whatever my voice agrees on
whenever i speak i stutter in doubt
think and re-think and re-think again
till all the possibilities are met atleast twice
I debate on my choice, the simplest mistake
ponder over the pit fall that i'll have to face
choose one, believe in it, own it, act upon it
face them consequences with no regrets
appreciate the good, theones you're left with
cause finding a perfect would only soon kill you


© jane_doe