CrossRoad

We all pass through different paths in life, sometimes it's easy to fined your way which is not always the right way but at lest it's yours. Other times it's not that easy and you find yourself crossing the path with great deal uncertainty. Which even more ironic is when your path cross with someone else who's walking the same path but more steadily and calmly.

So, again it differ for a reason or another which may relate to your past experiences or the lack of them. But before we make this choice we must face this crossroad. In literature crossroads have been linked to the devil, you make a pack with him there as symbolizing difficulty of choice. Or maybe I'm rambling because I can't sleep either way I guess I'm there, at crossroad.

Dear Devil,

If you exist please let's make a pack and my soul will be yours to have. That soul have brought nothing but agony and crap. And when I die, your bride I will be to the depth of hell you can take me and those devilish children I will bare cause the world is too beautiful and need a little bit of ugliness.

I guess I was right, I'm rumbling nonsense since the time for my bed have passed and my dreams have escaped. Will I wait or on to the next thing I will move.