Crossroads

I am at a crossroad
in my stroll of life
a turn that will define me
and everything that is to be

such turns are few and far
a one way door left ajar
to be or not to be
is the choice now before me

fear and anxiety take their roles
unsureness and apprehension take their toll
what lies beyond one does not know
taking solace in going with the flow

whichever door one chooses to take
whatever baggage you take or forsake
it is only your own decision to make