The Golden Gate
There was a path in the forest with a golden shinning gate, it was more accessible than the thorny brambled one, it seemed like the easy way out. You see I have been going through these pathways for a while now, it almost seems like a loophole repeated pattern that just never gets tired of being there. Each and every time I have the choice, the choice to choose a different pathway, even though it seems hard, the moon shines bright on that side, I see her beaming glow. The moon brings up a lot of feelings inside me, it reminds me of a time of looking inside myself, but at the moment, this seems very hard, as I can still hear the thoughts in the back of my mind wanting to go towards the golden gate, well how couldn’t I? It’s the way I have always known, it is where I feel the most comfortable. Not always comfort is good, it keeps me in the zone where I never grow. Without thinking much, I hold myself and tell me it’s okay to go towards the thorny paths today, just for today I will take a different action, even if it’s hard, I will tell myself it is safe and I will be okay, because I am tired of running away.