HEADLIGHTS AT A DEER

 HEADLIGHTS AT A DEER


Are you at a fork?

With the ground beneath,

Crumbling?

Unsure what to do,

Anxiety, as you breath.

Startling,

Cursing at life,

Wishing it hadn't been harder.

Crying,

You can be the deer,

And life flashes in front of your eyes,

Or, you can be the driver.




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