The Crossroads

       The Crossroads 

          Riding on a mountain high, 

         with past regrets running behind 

        Chasing like an endless dream 

         and nothing can break me free.

          No letters of Love on a new year night, 

        the play of Janus has led to my plight.

          Two paths lying ahead, but I'm all alone,

          Falling on the cross roads with my sanity blown. 

       No whistling with the wind chimes, 

       and Dancing to the beat,

      No hopping in the rain and,

          Burning with the heat. 

      Two paths lying ahead, But I'm all alone,

          Falling on the cross roads with my sanity blown. 

No mothers love no fathers clap,

No sister to dress nor a brother to slap 

Two paths lying ahead, but I'm all alone,

          Falling on the cross roads with my sanity blown.  

Falling from a mountain high,

 with past regrets blurring the eye,

 playing like a beautiful dream,

and only death can break me free 

Only one path lying ahead, But I'm still all alone,

Dying on the cross roads with my sanity blown.