White Picket Fence

Written by: Sabina Nicole

Walking forward,  gleaming back
Thoughts confuse this onward track,
Stumble headfirst,  familiar pit
Advancing on to avoid this hit
Where do I stand in this great mess?
Your life is heavy on my chest,
Where do I find peace of mind?

In the arms of the divine,
It’s in the arms of the divine.

Strolling along this white picket fence,
Marching towards my recompense,
Stepping into somewhere new,
Your face a reminder of all we went through,

Treading on scorpions and snakes,
My biggest trails became miraculous breaks.

By: Sabina Nicole