Stranded

Stranded.

I came to crossroads in my life!

Do I turn back? Go straight? Turn left or right?

I feel real empty deep down inside.

Dead - like I have died!

I’m so tired to live this pretentious life.

Every day is filled with hate, deceit and lies.

Every day more of me rot away and dies.

Bit by bit I’m ripped and torn apart!

Brewing storms in my bleeding heart.

Which leaves my emotions in the dark.

So, I take a look down the broadway to my left.

A road filled with grief and a foreseeable regret.

More pain and more deceit, along a cold and empty street!

A life filled with little, but want’ and greed.

On the right I look at a road similar to what I’ve walked before.

A road that leads you through your own hell then slams the door.

In today’s life without GOD’S grace!

A good heart just has no more need nor a place.

Why did I choose to walk that way?

I look out straight and I see the light.

Up the road ahead that just seems right.

I feel the presence of the most DEVINE!

But I’m told its not yet time.

Take a seat and wait in line.

Do I turn around and go back the way I came?

Do I go back to pretend and be a puppet every day?

Do I go back to be the man I was then?

A man society condemn!

Because I’m a monster to them!

So I’m stranded at the crossroads in my life.

Stuck between deciding which way is wrong or right.

I have no direction anymore.

I feel hollow to my core.

And a heart with hope no more!