welcome to the crossroads, dearest

the place dreams are realized and shot forth

like fireblasts

to heaven

the place where dreams are pushed down

and ignored, shoved to the depths of the soul

never to resurface

choose a path, dearest

choose for the choice is yours

you stand, strong and independent 

but what will you rely on when your strength is gone? 

what will you have to show for your years of unwavering living?

you played the game, but will you have won?

living in itself. that is the supreme challenge

you do it subconsciously

and yet, you may have nothing to show for it

you fade

pastor

whispering a eulogy

over black-clothed teardrops

circling your grave

quiet, hushed as coffin hits dirt bottom

and you are gone from this earth

meaningless, meaningless

your life meaningless

the million drops of sand in an hourglass

and the drip, drip is neverending

shh, dearest

shh...stop breathing for a moment and open your ears, you will only hear this once

the time is yours, the power in your hands

take a step down either path

choose, and choose wisely

choose the impact you will make, the lives you will touch

or choose to be forgotten