Cross Roads

She's walking,
Rapidly her feet move,
This road seems endlessly
No ray of light shows.

No matter how fast she runs
Or turnings that she takes,
There's no difference from the first step till now,
It seems as though she's stuck in one place...

Is she half way there
Or is she still at the start?
Did she make a move
Or is she walking in circles round and round?

And while she walks she thinks of what is best...
Is it worth going back?
What if this is soon over and light is just round the corner?
But is there an end to all this?



Poetry by krista
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Written on 2009-08-24 at 11:26

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