Ambivalence

A final reflection
Into the ripples of time.
Deep wrinkles appear
Upon a fragile face,
A pond of uncertain future.

A mind versus mind complex,
a battle of present and future,
An ambivalent pairing.
Should I stay or should I go.

A smudged, distorted face
likely better than the original.

A smudged, distorted ripple
likely better than my presence.

A smudged, distorted soul
entering the very essence of it's true future,
the thoughts of hopelessness enter
as the oxygen departs.

** Criticism welcome with open arms..please!**