Dreams of Indecision
Which path should I take?
Which way shall I go?
To the left or right, I do not know.
This way where the sunshine shows,
That way where the weeds wildly grow.
The fire in my eyes is coldly burning.
Slowly stumbling on the ground on which I stand.
The movements of my body I command.
All of these and Earth are quickly turning.
I’m young and my plans are set in motion.
But my dreams are shattered by quiet commotions.
My life is rotted with devastation.
But I fight back with determination.
As I grow so does my knowledge.
With that and hope, maybe next is college.
But which way should I go?
Which path should I take?
Perhaps the one that drives the goals I make.
Unbeknownst to me it contains a snake,
Sliding up to devour and disintegrate.
Stealing all from me and leaving hate.
Rising like a phoenix from the ashes, dissatisfied with its fate.
I want my dreams now, no longer will I wait.
I want to decide, design, and even create.
Like lightning in the night I am struck by reality.
Through this transformation I regain my sanity.
I see paths stretching off in every direction.
But only one will bring me to near perfection.
Carefully I choose one path, upon a river I start to row.
Letting Poseidon guide the way I should go.
But is it the best way? For now I do not know.
