LOST

I feel like I am standing at the crossroads... with no certainty of what comes next.

I an lost

Trapped in a cage of my own making

Where the roads of opportunity have crossed

With the key in my hands still shaking

What is loss?

Knowing that by making a decision

I will face a presence far across

Of the person I left behind to pursue my vision

I don't know how to face my fears 

The heart of the matter is that I've lost my power of will

Too much rust has covered the gears

Of my mind to take action with goodwill

I am lost

In the aching of my heart

Taking in the beginning of frost

As I feel what makes me who I am fall apart