The Red and the Black

The story unfolds in a double direction:
Two different roads, one to left, one to right;
You stand at a crossroads of ambiguous light
Yet to choose just a path means embracing rejection.

The red string of fate guides your steps to the left,
To a love that the future will consider a bliss;
Still, the other perspective tastes like feelings amiss,
Right ensnares the senses like a night-crawling theft.

Soon you want to surrender to the beautiful lie
Of those magical eyes who can talk to your heart,
You reach out your small hand to accept a fresh start
With the promise of never being taught how to cry.

But the dark keeps imposing and imposing again:
Signs that push you into fateful seclusion
Tell your soul to abandon the love-like illusion
And embrace the outcome of a life more humane.

So you choose the right road, venturing into dust
Towards a bleak future with no love and no end;
You give black a chance - by rejecting the red -
Thus I wonder for how long will your happiness last.