CrossRoads

Arrived have I now
At a position in life
Ready to go forward
Yet unable to decide
The path I have to go

Many paths lie ahead
I know not which to take
One is true, others are fake
Horizon golden awaits me
At zenith, I have to fly

I know only a dream
Far as it may seem now
I know I want to chase it
Just I don’t know how
To break free of these chains

Only the destination known
Unsure of how to travel on
I stand at these crossroads

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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