Livid Dread

Indignantly I nefariously take the path again 
But the question I ask is will I detour at the same place again 
Same place 
Will erase 
Pull & heap my trailing past regret 
I struggle to the end 
Never think twice & never fret 
I will never bend 
Nor will I mend 
Now setting my sights on the parabola 
My paradox within 
Livid with dread I move slowly ahead 
The battle is tied 
But it is I who always win