The terror rises within.
Paralyzed am I
to fight my impending doom.
Fate has taken
my outstretched hand
and pulled me through the door
to the unknown.
Who could I turn to in this
insane kaleidoscope of possible roads?
The future looms above me like a tyrant
waving his imperious arm
deciding my destiny and I,
powerless to stop the onslaught.
My horse has run away with me,
my vehicle has lost control.
All that I can do is hold on.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017