By: Ally Palonatio
A torrent of feelings
twisting, twirling, tumbling
falling, flailing, fumbling
A crossroad of three...
left, right, backward, forward
Left to acceptance
a road I long to take..
Right to denial
the road I couldn't allow myself to follow
Backwards to removal of memory, to cowardice..
one I won't ever take..
Forwards to nowhere
to go forward on to three way street is to remain where you are..
I know not where I am going..
For the begining is the end... and the end part of the begining. You cannot have a future without a past.