Unsure

Two roads lay before me.
One being worn, comfortable
One being  freshly paved, unknown.
I could continue on... bumping along the rocky way.
I could detour from the original and take a chance.
Change wouldn't be easy, but it might be for the better.
I can't determine the outcome...
I can't pretend someone wouldn't hurt.
For my boys... a decision must be made.


Dana