THE Cross Road To Self Discovery

there are moments in our lives

when we find ourselfs at cross roads

the choices we make in those moments

can define the rest of our days

of course when faced with the unknown

most of us prefur to turn around

and go back

Afraid, confused

without a road map

but once in a while

people push on to someting


something found just beyond

the pain of going in alone

and just beyond the bravery and

curage it takes to let someone in

or to give someone a second chance

something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream

because its only when your tested

that you truly discover who you are

and its only when your tested

you discover who you can be

the person you wanno be does

exsist some where on the other side of hard work

and faith and belife

and beyond the heartache

and fear of what lies ahead

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a.griffiths57's picture

  Your poem speaks of work,


Your poem speaks of work, faith and belief; in oneself I presume. It sounds a wonderful receipe for success I am sure with this outlook you will find your way. Liked the poem and it's hopeful message and advice whilst speaking about and out on confusion and depressionary ways, so counter productive.

nightlight1220's picture

Yes. We close off all

Yes. We close off all possibilities when depression sets in. We sometimes wallow if not ever traveled the roads of human anguish enough. Sometimes we learn all the byways and highways....and sometimes we don't. Depends on one's "life purpose". Beautiful and heartfelt, KD.


Love your ever lovin' heart. It has "heart". (A real one) 



...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "