resting tired words

questioning my day and tomorrow. where will you go, begin or end. what will be accomplished for the time at hand or lost. the fork found lying in the road has many tongs of decisions. which one will scrape across teeth. pondering, spending thoughts carelessly of do's and should not's. for which needy soul will i create a 'must'. oh time, you fleeting car wreck of images. to whom do you follow or lead. my words, my tired. tired. words.