In the Crossroad

My mind is tired and my body is weary. 

Not sure what to do or where to go. 

I'm at the crossroad standing in the middle of the street 

lost as to which direction to go.

I want to sleep until it is over. 

Waking to find that all has been completed, fixed and healed. 

No more pain and worries. 

I want to be free of all uncertainties and doubts.

Being able to have you by my side staring in our future. 

However, life has me that the crossroads gasping for air. 

Unable to come to grips with what's life is snowing me. 

Abandon by my inabilities to see or accept my roll for myself. 

I am lost in the crossroad.

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker

(c) 2014