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Do I dare to dream?

Dare to hope that things may be as I wanted,

as I had planned, long ago

when every part of my life had a plan, had a path.

If they slide now towards that path I carved for them

am I a fool to follow on?

Should I give it up as false,

or follow it, throw caution to the wind and join the world

I once lived in, that I once knew..

I am torn.

This new path has pain, but also uncountable pleasures,

unfathomable depths, unlimited possibilities.

Pain is but a small part of this, and manageable

to a point.

Choices lie before me, every day a choice,

every day a moment of pure nostalgia.

I have decisions to make.

And a life-path to choose.