Corridors of Uncertainty
I’m stuck inside these corridors that never seem to stop; broken dreams and missed chances litter the way.
My ambitions long ago got ahead of me.
In my race to stay on top in any way;
I wasn’t prepared for the burned bridges to stop short of where I need to be.
Somehow I ended up on this meandering path; gone astray.
The choices I made; willing to sell my soul to a demon unbeknownst to me.
I wasn’t prepared for the aftermath or the price I would have to pay.
My choices led me to these narrow halls, now I walk the corridors of uncertainty.
Claustrophobic; in my safe haven, I walk these halls everyday.
I’m very much in limbo; hoping someone will hear my mournful pleas.
Petulant and resentful of chances lost, I’m reminded every day.
As I watch others fulfill my dream, I’m desperately searching for a key.
That will unlock the door and send me on my way
I’m stuck in the corridors of uncertainty.
Somehow I must find another path; another way;
To lead me from the corridors of uncertainty.
Copyright © Michelle Morningstar | Year Posted 2017
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