CROSSROADS

Crossroads

Again on a crossroad, I stand and wail,

Counting with my fingers the times I fail,

Soon the count will be too numerous,

My mind gets restless and my heart furious,

I stand not knowing which way I should take.

They say take a leap of faith,

But never do they mention where to put my faith.

My devil and my angel sit on either side.

I can see the darkness and the light.

I may choose to give up; I may stand and fight,

But as of now I cannot decide.

I need some hope, I need some peace,

Yet I enjoy all the mess.

The hesitation, the anxiety, the tension, the fear,

Afraid of losing all that’s dear,

It only proves that I am human,

With all my imperfection and desire

I can be the wind, I can be the fire.

I cannot be defeated, no! Not just yet,

My devil must surrender; I must see the light,

And with the rising sun, I will take another flight.

Soon I know I will be at another crossroad,

Where another devil awaits,

But he will never have the aura my angel creates.