Choices
A lonely, desolate hallway stretches before me.
Two ways to turn, left or right.
Which is the right path to travel?
One is dismal in appearance. Screeches materialize from the shadows.
Chilly air grazes my skin, making my hair stand on end.
Frightening shadows and eerie things lie in wait, eyes glowing.
The other is a pleasant place; drenched in sunshine.
Children smile and laugh while their parents hold fast to them.
I stand in between; half in day and half in night.
Warmth touches my shoulder on the right
Cool air chills my left.
Which way should I go? Is it obvious?
Confusion sets in as I turn this way and that.
Seemingly amiable faces darken as my mind fills with dread.
Sinister things rip at my ankle as I vacillate.
I shake my leg feebly as I fight this fiend; the one thing I can’t vanquish.
He slithers up behind me and whispers in my ear,
“You aren’t good enough for them. Join me over here.”
A young girl jerks at my dress.
Her fingers abruptly pull me over into the sun.
The one thing that could ever save me from shadows.
It’s my little sister, so young and genuine.
I could never leave her behind to this cruel fate.
I wrest my leg away. Strength I’ve never had.
Answers I never thought I could find
Have never been easier to reach.