Choose your own adventure...

Finally I had some time to write!!! Still working on songs. I'm diggin' having a more focused format and finding a voice in lyrics. Though I won't leave my poetry completely, expect some more of that in a week or so. :) I'm fairly pleased with how this piece turned out though it fought me hard. I had the chorus written really fast went through a bunch of iterations and rhyme schemes for the stanzas. Sometimes things flow easy and sometimes you really have to work for the words. I think I really needed to sit down and focus on it. I guess writing all the crappy words allowed me to find the right ones. I loved the "Choose Your Own Adventure" books when I was little and I would always bookmark the "choice" points and if I didn't like the way the path i chose ended up, I would go back and choose another path. And those books were funny because almost every path but one led to a tiger pit or some other horrible death. So how do you pick the right path and how do you know you're on the right one? So that's the inspiration and here is my piece!

"Choose"

Fortune teller read my deck.
Highest joy or epic wreck,
Turn cards to give my fate,
'Cause I don't want to wait. 

Don't need details or master plan.
Just tell me when to play my hand.
What are the moves I'll dance
To strike iron hot on chance?

But if I knew the ending, be it bitter and/or sweet,
Would I still fight battle fierce or hope through certain defeat?

I'll choose my own adventure,
Walk firmly down my path,
But on this journey, no bookmarks, 
No stops and let's go back.
So I march on through twists and turns,
No golden thread to guide,
Mazed and crazed by life's labyrinth, 
Clear voice despite blind eyes.

Which decision turns the page:
Jump left, steer right, abandon, save?
Which is the crucial choice?
What's signal over noise?

What if I ran? What if I stood?
Did what I can not what I should?
Missed love along the way.
Please will I be ok?

But if I knew the ending, be it bitter and/or sweet,
Would I still fight battle fierce or hope through certain defeat?

I'll choose my own adventure,
Walk firmly down my path,
But on this journey, no bookmarks,
No stops, and let's go back.
So I march on through twists and turns,
No golden thread to guide,
Mazed and crazed by life's labyrinth,
Clear voice despite blind eyes.

I'll write my book, can't skip ahead, each chapter in its time.
Won't check the last one for my name to see if I survive.
For every life's a story, though our endings all the same,
Our steps scripting black on white, but grey is human state.
No, I won't ask for answers, take bitter with the sweet,
Fight battle fierce through all the storms and hope long past defeats.

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I'll choose my own adventure,
Walk firmly down my path,
But on this journey, no bookmarks, 
No stops and let's go back.
So I march on through twists and turns,
No golden thread to guide,
Mazed and crazed by life's labyrinth, 
Clear voice despite blind eyes.