RedRavenPoems

Twisting turning thoughts a churning

Which way shall they go

Left or right, to the past or not

Never shall you know.

They wander here and there

Sometimes pleasant

Sometime quite unfair.

If you tread their path

Walk it with upmost care.

For thoughts and memories can strangle

Lead one astray on a wild ramble.

Never knowing the truth until its too late

And you’ve sealed your fate.