Cross Roads
On a hot and dusty day,
my feet carry me far away.
With nothing in sight but blue skies,
thoughts run ramped through my mind.
Praying to my father and friend above,
Searching for the meaning of love.
Thought I had it at one point in time.
Now I have a tangled mind.
She was cheating how could this be?
My heart is broken, my tears are dried.
A cross roads lies up ahead.
What direction should I go?
I love her so much it hurts to do,
but why should I come back to you?
Copyright © Cory Long | Year Posted 2011
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