heady days

it's a choice i made.
no regrets i guess.
if pain comes at least i m prepared.

but now as i type, i do wonder if i'm right.
should i play along or should i stand up right?

solace i seek, and solace i give.
faux pas i wonder if i have commit.

atlas the day is late.
my brain is dead.

a dawn arises
my heady day begins