Crossroads

This is the place

Where time has changed.

And this is the time

Where I no longer know, where to go.

 

Lost in indecision, I stand and stare...

Forgetting all the remedies for pain

I view the places in my heart —

All those places, where statues stand,

Staring, like I do, but towards th past.

 

The future is a blurr in the distance:

And the rain — it whispers forgotten words;

And the wind — it howls forgotten griefs;

And the siren — it tells stories of a forgotten time.