Evil Angel

Did I jus die or did an angel walk into the room?

I said to myself as I woke up, startled..

Was it a lie? Was it a dream?

Or yet another fantasy slightly extreme!

Was it a memory of the past, long forgotten?

Or is it just me waiting for something exciting to happen?

So much there is to look forward to, as there is to forget,

I lie here, confused to the core,

‘Cause there is so much happening,

There’s so much to choose from,

I wait for the right signals, hints to put me on to the right path,

I get many, But all pointing to the one last resort,

The way that’s been treaded on and left, many times before,

The toughest one, but where I know my heart truly belongs…