The One-Way Road

I stood across a fallen branch;
Deliberating the two pathways,
 I could keep walking the wretched path
Or perhaps stay still to never experience the wrath,
But the path forward beheld the golden fruit Yet, the path I had followed could take me back to my roots.
 The idea seemed what Frost had discovered Yet it seemed in my life too bleak to be recovered,
 It's a one-way road
Dilemmas build, Dilemmas grow
But what? Oh, what would my existence be if I never reimburse what I owed?