Once I was something else,
the sovereign of endless possibilities
- so many paths before me
to that last sunrise, last breath
and now,

I am a caged prisoner
of my own choices
facing a cul-de-sac
and all those paths are closed,
all traces lost of
what once glittered in the light
of the first morning
as a promise,
those barely discernible lives
that I buried
on my way here.

05.04.2013