Crossroads

Life is not like the weather

Weather which changes with time

Life only changes with 

decisions

and 

choices

Stacked on each other

Building

         Your 

              Path

To the next set of 

decisions

and

choices

"crossroads" are what they call them

Moments they say appear in the mist

But it is not misty

If you know how to keep the lights on

You know it's coming

If you have a map

You

walk

straight

into 

them

And pause.

What is holding you back?

This spot seems good enough for you

The choice is too difficult for you

There is so much to do here for you

Your limbs too weak too tired too

unmotivated to move for you

All avenues make sense

None of the avenues make sense

Why try? Why not?

You have other reasons.

Your walk stops.

You're standing.

Not moving.

Barely standing.

You should sit.

Maybe lie down.

The weight of this is weighing you down

Deeper

Deeper

Deeper

In the ground

Did you choose? Did you not? Does it matter now?

You reminisce on the walk to this

crossroad.

You remember the trees.

When did you stop seeing them?