Is there any way to get out of this mess?

This is when I get a glimpse of the odd and unfounded feeling I'm now thinking madly about. I don't know if it'll help me or condemn me, who knows? I shouldn't have mulled over it in the first place. And yet, the more I try to get rid of that strange feel, the more it recognizes its existence. Some inexplicable thing pierces my insides, my heart in particular. The thing is, I totally can't think of a sane act to compensate for whatever upshot it'll bring to me. You end the old, start anew. How bad is that? You're trying your hardest to get a life, straighten up the crooked and rocky path, paint thoroughfare lines, build road signs and start navigating towards that less traveled path. There's no easy way out of this situation. At this point, there's no turning back. I deciphered the feeling, and now, at least for now, let time better define it.