At the Crossroads

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You string me along
like floss
then toss me away
like a song.
You want me
only when it’s
convenient –
when your pastel
world loses
color and you
need me to
brighten the walls.

But now I see
your game –
I’m wise to your
disguise.
Not afraid to
walk away, I
leave you at
the crossroads
facing your own
demise.

~ Art & Poetry by Maranda Russell

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marandarussell

Hi! I am an artist, author, and blogger who also happens to have Aspergerโ€™s Syndrome. I have won several awards and honors for my writings and artwork. I suffer from a few severe mental illness and chronic pain conditions (Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Fibromyalgia, CFS/ME, Ehlers Danlos, Degenerative Disc Disease, etc.), which greatly affects my life and makes me want to advocate for others going through similar things. Other interests of mine include reading, writing, drawing, watching cartoons and movies, collecting toys, hanging out with my family, and annoying my 3 cats.

9 thoughts on “At the Crossroads”

  1. I love the phrases you weaved… String me along like floss… When your pastel world loses color…wise to your disguise… These are wonderful and magical phrases creating wonderful and magical images in the reader’s mind. Well done Maranda ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’›

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