Testing my Hand at Poetry

The Game of Life
Endless possibilities emerge,
as my mind begins to wander,
for the time being they are all just thoughts,
can’t seem to differentiate the right from wrong,
I don’t have the time for this,
my day has been so long.

Should I chase the echoes of a distant past,
with friends I’ve not seen in over a year?
Their laughter, their warmth such a tempting call,
but something inside still hesitates, in fear.
My best friend bowed out at the final hour,
now I face the road alone, unsure of my power.

The weekend stretches wide, filled with promise and loss;
my girlfriend’s smile, the grind of the gym,
assignments waiting with their silent cost.
How do I choose between joy and success,
when both weigh heavy on a heart in distress?

One road leads to memories, fleeting and bright,
the other to discipline, the long and quiet fight.
But what’s the right path when both feel so near?
The Game of Life is played, but I’m ruled by fear.

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