Crossroads Poem by Ryano ; ,

I'm somewhere in the middle of everything
My mind amongst the clouds
All parted & cleft
Unable to tell if this left is right
Or is it right that I left

I look ahead to greener grass
While gazing at flaky signs that pass
They only tell how far away
But never where I am today

I wish my thoughts
Could grow legs & take me anywhere
Lungs to sip a breath of fresh air
Arms to feel a close embrace
Hands to have an extra one
Or point me to some place

I wish this road
Could find a place for me to build
& grow my own green grass on hills
I'd stand there with a different point of view
If it turns out that I never do

I'll remember the fun
Counting all the steps I've done
I'll hold the edge
Along with fate above the ledge
Clutching the hope
I held in sliding down the slope
With burnt hands & taut rope
I'll count the fleet
Of days with blisters on my feet

If I ever do survive my falls
Or impact crashing through stone walls
With rain of brown from prey above
Without all that I grew to love

I'll ignore the graves I dug & found
& stay another day above the ground
With hunger in a belly full of guts
With life in my canteen
I'll drink it all in
Once I'm this side of it
Grass everywhere is green

I'll just fill in the blank spaces on road signs
Scribble on my own design
I could be everywhere in the middle of something
Or nowhere in the middle of nothing
Wherever I may be
The crossroads will always follow me