Crossroads: A Poem About Choices

So I've been thinking about my career, about my goals, dreams, passions, and I was inspired. Leave a comment if you like!

Crossroads
Sitting at the crossroads
Afraid to choose a path,
Sitting at the crossroads
Doing mental math...

Weighing the pros
And weighing the cons,
Stretching my neck
To see farther beyond.

What if I choose wrong
Wont change add more stress?
What if the change I want so much
Isn't for the best?

Weighing every factor
Before I take a step,
Sitting at the crossroads
Stretching out my neck...

Deliberation is exhausting
Sometimes I take a break,
Sleeping at the crossroads
Another birthday, time for cake!

Sleeping at the crossroads
Afraid to make my move,
Time to dance out all my fears
And really get in that groove.

Stuck in a rut
But at least I'm content,
I'm not complaining
Though sometimes I vent.

Sitting at the crossroads
With many paths around,
I don't know which to pick
Possibilities abound.

Sitting at the crossroads
Criss-cross applesauce,
Close my eyes and open my heart
And listen to The Boss.

Open my ears
Let that inner voice speak,
My journey has really just begun
I'm far from reaching my peak.

Sitting at the crossroads
Waiting for a nudge,
But sometimes what it really takes
Is a great big monster shove!

Sitting at the crossroads
Until I no longer have a choice,
Scared to take a baby step
Ignoring my inner voice.

Then life throws lots of curveballs
I duck and dodge and weave,
And then I get hit right smack in the face
It's time to finally believe.

Believe that I got this
It'll all be okay,
Believe that God's working for my good
Even through the pain.

That curveball really hurt
And it didn't have to hit,
If I hadn't sat at the crossroads
It probably would've missed.

So sit at the crossroads
But dont linger too long,
It doesn't really matter
If the choice you choose is wrong.

Learn from the mistake
Rise up and fight the fight,
Face each day's curveballs
Shining with your light.

Shine bright like a star
Knowing that you've tried,
And if the ending doesn't fit
It means you haven't died.

The path is winding with some dark spots
And maybe at the end,
All the paths wind up together
Your choices were pretend.

Is life preordained
Do we have a destiny?
All I know is that tomorrow
Cannot be foreseen.

So I was sitting at the crossroads
Making perfect plans,
When life threw me some curveballs
And I put it in God's hands.

Let go and let God,
and keep fighting the fight,
And never let lifes challenges
put out your inner light!

Which is the path less traveled?!