A Scary Thought

I came across,
two tunnels so black,
a scary thought,
to enter or go back?
I said to myself,
the past is a ghost,
the tunnel I choose,
I must make the most.
So I looked to the left,
and stared at the right,
which tunnel to embrace,
with my inner light?
And then I remembered,
that no matter my fears,
I am in control,
I choose happy tears.
It won’t make a difference,
for whichever I choose,
my positive heart,
makes an enlightened cruise.

By Clarabelle