my mental road

I stand at the end of my mental road

The inevitable choice I must make

To choose the side, whether right or wrong

For the direction I must take

To one side I see a scene I know

One of comfort and of things that have been

On the other a mist of alluring dreams

Unsure as a game one hopes to win

I see these things on my mental road

These things that whisper and pull

The ghosts of the life I’ve always had

And the purr of the one that I don’t

Happiness and hope or lusty fame

I am earnestly intrigued by both

But where will they take me

Fantasy or the road I know

The decision is gnawing and eating away

I feel sickened by the thought

In an act of defiance I refuse to think

I turn and run from this depressing spot

But something stops me, a whisper I hear

A gentle push I feel

A switch is flipped, I whirr to life

Fluttering butterflies I can’t conceal

I turn and look at my mental road

My decision so obvious from here

Between both roads, amid the grass

Me new mental path is clear

I decide on neither and yet on both

A mix of one and the other

I feel as though I cannot be stopped

My mental path takes me further and further

Melissa Spalding

my mental road

Whitney LeBlanc

Freeport, United States

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