False Directions

Left.
It is all marsh here, your feet sink in
Eyes feast on the carcass before you,
Your heart races and soul lengthens,
Disgusted with your true nature yet?
Time ticked away with the sun here,
A place less tred upon by sanity-
-pulsations pass through open wires.
All is falling downward, go back.

Right.
A hill so heavy and high you fail
To grasp your feet at its tip,
Forever forced to look upwards
At the place you can never reach.
Depression finds and cuts you,
Bleeding out the good and white,
Fear is certainly undefined,
Left to reach and break to pieces.

Forward.
Doubt fills this glass rapidly
A fire burns so bright your blind,
Pain clouds every part of your mind,
Complexities surround you.
Backwards? You know there is no such way,
You cannot even bear to look there,
Cowardice overpowers this heart,
Your lost within the decisions of yourself.