What Will You Do

What will you do if your second wind never comes?
If that dream, that belief that keeps you moving, never comes around.
What will you do?

The fork in the road came at you quickly and surprisingly, incomprehensibly, you took the road more travelled.
Against your will, against your better judgment, as your soul screamed in horror,
you took the road more travelled.

Responsibility and regret fused,  became twin burdens you carried on your back as you.............
put a roof over their heads and food on the table, pursued a career, behaved for society
and against your instincts.

The dream and your soul got sliced down with surgical precision, cut by cut, almost
imperceptibly but oh so inexorably.

Still you kept moving. Not necessarily forward; sidestepping became second nature, but, still,
you were moving.

Throwing punches in the air.

Your essence flickered in the wind; bending, shrinking, but it never went out. It refused to go out.

Because it had something to hold on to.

Waiting for that second wind.

When the kids are gone, when the house is paid for..........................

But you raised up your head one day and it was dark; dark enough to suffocate.

It felt like it was too late.

How many years? How many chances are left?

Terror clutched at your soul as that thought, no second wind, began to take hold.

The one thing, the only thing, that kept you alive all these years, suddenly looked transparent.

Thin. The shape of it melting into reality and creating a pool for you to drown in.

Once again your soul screamed in horror as the curtain slowly descended before the second act could ever begin.

What will you do if you never get your second wind?

What will you do?