The Choice

A tug of war inside my heart,
A tug of war upon my soul,
How am I to choose my course?
How do I know which way to go?

No matter the choice, no matter the path,
Pain will blossom like a fire, searing all.
However the pain won’t only be mine,
Either choice will cause pain to one I love.

How do I choose?
I scream to the stars that twinkle in the night,
I howl my question upon the wind.
And a tear rolls down my face, at the silence.

One love is the key to my soul.
It’s unlocked everything within.
It’s made the emptiness inside,
Vanish like a dream.

The other is a love that binds,
From birth it has been.
A presence that has endured,
Since before I can remember.

Why can’t they see?
Why must I conform,
 To what they see,
As the perfect one?

Why must I make this choice?
They would rather I be “normal,”
Than happy with him,
My soul.

Why?

Jason,
for Patrick



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