Crossroads
We are at a crossroads
Walking around in mindless circles.
Our paths cross but in traffic
We lose sight of our destination.
We are at a deadend
With
no direction or map to our future.
We are close yet so distant.
Our fears and expectations
Are
ahead of us
But we can’t seem
To
see past the horizon.
We are lost and stagnant
Comfortable
on a road that has no end.
It keeps going on and on
To
a path of uncertainty.
We are at a crossroads
Safely
looking both ways.
Do we cross or do we choose a different
route?
Which way does the road to the left
lead?
Which way does the right road take us?
We get on an interchange of emotions
Searching
for a sign that points us to our ultimate happiness
But inside our insecurity
Has
us on a chase for a highway
Of
hills, bumps and U-turns.
We are at the crossroads
Looking
for left to right.
We choose what
Our
instincts guide us to
And
find that the right way
Is
the way that makes sense
While realizing that going left
Is
a choice. A guess. An alternate choice.
We can bypass it or take the freeway.
There is always going to be roads we
have to cross
We go right.
We go left.
We turn around.
We go back to visit again.
Life is a path we take blessfully.
Roads lead us there.
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I feel this even more than anyone else can understand..Been here myself, but have been here between the two of you trying to pull yall back...over and over again
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