CROSSROADS

At that first crossroad, a choice was made

The memory of which shall never fade

Led to a world completely unknown 

It was a journey she took alone

A braveheart, with nature naive

Found it impossible to thrive

For every day was a new storm

Surviving which she was reborn 

Thus, embarking on the journey’s new phase

Not realizing she was part of a rat race

Found a few companions along the way

To keep the insanity at bay

She knows this journey will soon end

At the finish line stands an old friend

With the power to decide her fate

The choices at this new crossroad impatiently await.