KataAlexandros

A peaceful plain, serene and calm All manners of beast and man dwell within But upon the horizon a storm brews quickly Soon to lash out at the tranquility... The skies darken and the wind rises As the torrent falls upon the unsuspecting Loud crashes of thunder and sharp flashes of lightning streak across the sky As the storm begins to come alive. The winds howl and the water rises as the clouds billow and shift Drowning those that curl in fear of the rage issued from the sky. Fires burn uncontrolled as trees are blasted apart by the deadly beauty that is a bolt of lightning, and are uprooted by the twisting and churning winds. Hell itself s

I once came across a path that branches One leading to myself Another to someone unfamiliar... Do I change who I am, slowly dying inside to survive? Do I remain the same and be happy, being who I am? The paths are clearly marked. "Go right, for you only seek your place and wish to be loved." my heart says. "Go left, for you see fame and fortune, just forget those around you." my mind says. I stand at the crossroads, tears streaming down my face. A storm begins to well in the distance, pressing my choice. Do I go right and find happiness in simplicity? Or do I go left and stand atop the hill and laugh at those below me? The storm now rages