March 13, 2012
Every now and again I find myself at an intersection.
A place that's familiar – yet uncomfortable.
There's always two paths to choose from.
Only one is correct, but either will define me.

My heart kick starts like an engine, and a nervous
sweat beads on my hairline. I'm faced with a question:
To embrace this sick feeling in my stomach, or let it engulf me with defeat.
The answer to the question is the difference between being a hero, or being forgotten.

The world is in my hands, and it is mine to keep or destroy.
The line between fear and excitement is undistinguishable
I can step up and deliver, or crumble with the rest.
It's time to go. Time to decide.

It's only a moment in time, indifferent from the rest,
but right now, I can write my own legacy.
I can't predict the future, and I can't fix the past,
but I can leave these crossroads.

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