Two paths to take in front of me,

two roads that will make me or break me.

unknown is what to expect as I close my eyes and take the first step

clouded of pain and regret

I take my steps with calm and deliberateness.

On my way, a third way in

I can see the other path I have not chosen

a glass wall between me and what lies on the other side

a glass wall that pain has built for me.

As my journey progresses

I feel regret of what I have chosen

I cannot restrain myself from missing, wanting, yearning

Desperate to break the glass

but having no strength to pursue my temptation.

As I keep my pace

through the shadows I see a way out

My wall has been shattered by the path on the other side.

Broken glass everywhere

If I pass scars will be left behind.

The time I have dedicated to my present journey

is my only restrain from leaping blindly,

the scars that will be left behind will not be mine.

The other path is calling me

but fear covers the glass wall with steel.

I’m frightened to keep going on this journey

I’m afraid my exit will seal.