Making a Choice

A poem about being at a crossroad

What if you also trip or fall?

What if it’s not your way at all?

So many voices out and in

There is a battle deep within

One tells you: Go where you belong

In this case there’s no right or wrong

Another adds: But let me point

At all of those you’ll dissapoint

The third one doesn’t say a word

Which can be just as sharp as sword

You know if everything falls through

It’ll mock and tell you “I warned you”

The safer path is there you see?

That’s where they all want you to be

More voices suddenly appear

The first one you can barely hear

Frustration, doubts and fear align

They glare, send shivers down your spine

They’re reaching, creeping, cold as stone

You’re scared, you scream :”LEAVE ME ALONE!”

You back away, you’re struck by fear

And in this abyss all you hear

Their chilling laugh at your demise

You shut your ears and close your eyes

And helpless, cornerder by this slender

You’re almost ready to surrender

“They must be right. I will just do…what everyone wants me to…”

“STOP!” A voice you hear

It makes the darkness dissapear

It pulls you up and there you see

Yourself.. But wait, how can this be?

And eye-to-eye, while smiling too

This person tells you:

“Just be you. Do what you love, keep working hard.

Some failures will make you smart.

You’ll hurt, you’ll fall, but raise again

Some things you’ll lose, but others gain.

Believe that you have strength in you.”

A pause… “It’s fine. I’m here. And I love you”