I don't know
which way to go.
I don't know
which path
to take.
A Crossroad,
and vast acres
of uncertainty
stretch out
before me,
Leaving only
questions without answers
in their wake.
I don't know
which path
to take.
I navigate into
a unknown shore-
benignly blessed
by nothingness.
And Darkness looms,
And yawns,
And mocks,
against the beachhead
of my doubts.
My compass whirls;
The landmarks
on my map
are marked in red
by yellow indecision.
I contemplate.
And contemplate.
And contemplate
some more.
And hating
being Time's
lackluster slave,
I think I'd welcome now
the Peace,
and Silence,
of the Grave.
Michael Shutt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unknown-journey-2/
