I tend to wander down a flock of crossroads,

Pulled astray by fleeting remembrance.

As the curtains covering the walls shift, 

Divulging seclusive branches leading

Farther into shortcuts I dare not drift-

Down alleys I dare not face.

In pictures framed along the walls I’m faced

With unrelenting candor. Meeting another crossroad

Means meeting a choice I choose to poorly drift.

Past mistakes are put together by the red string of remembrance,

Carved into halls forever leading

The perception of my reflection to shift.

Each step Echos, the eyes of recollection shift

As the passing day transforms, never to be faced-

Forever lost in the leading

Light of Dawn. Trust in fate, as I am guided past crossroads

Past turns, forks, and splits, leaving me only the remembrance

Of prior to be my guiding drift.

As of stuck in a drift

The way is lost, as the shifting

Portraits mock me with forsaken remembrance.

Motley images with blurred faces

Race past as I spiral. More crossroads, more decisions. Another crossroad

Another fault. Press on, oblivious of where the future is leading.

I am the leading

Role of a pre-written story, a marionette whose lifeless drift

On the cold wood stage. I’m stuck at a crossroad

That decides my next move, a perpetual game of chess. Numbers shift

On the countdown clock. Tick, tick, tick. Who is that face

In the mirror? Tick, tick, tick. What’s left of me to remember.

One day I’ll remember 

Getting lost in the corridors of this maze. Continue- and lead 

To the undiscovered, a new era’s excavation. Wherever your facing

Your eyes and mind will start to drift,

Start to notice the reoccurrences, how the walls frequently shift

To make way for hollow paintings of a life that must be mine. I’m forever at a crossroad.

Forked into crossroads, each eerie road a hazy remembrance. 

It’s over. Expired and tired- entombed with the shifting cages of my mind- only to lead in spirals, thoughts unquelled.

Suspended in serene drift, lashes resting on the cool skin of my face, I can wake up to unfounded reality.

Wake up