decisions

My eyes might as well be closed
Because all I see is darkness
Left, Right, Up, Down
I can choose or I can let the wind choose for me

Is there a right path?
Is there a wrong?
I need help, I need guidance
And yet all the weight lies on my shoulders

So I sit here and wait.
I watch the rain fall, then the sun shine.
I let the fog skew my vision;
White becomes black and the sun and moon fuse into one

Bring me back down to earth—
Tell me what to do
My whole life awaits this decision…
But still I just sit


michelle martin