Embers

Crossroads are upon us.
Here I am waiting,longing,waiting it out.

Pray tell whats to become of me?
This temporary insansity.

I need to know,
Does this fire need more kindling?

Do I stomp it out?
My heartbeat is loud.

Gingerly picking up scraps and bits to relight the fire,
Waiting on your answer.

Shhh now,
Im listening.

Tell me its not the silence youre sending me.
Please tell me what its going to be.
If Im a fool,then tell me.

Im holding on to the embers,
waiting to know..

Do I douse them or shelter them from the wind?