The Path
Which path to choose, the question at hand,
So hard to make a choice.
Roaming blind through trechorous land,
Seeking my inner voice.
The voice inside me so haunting,
So faint I cannot hear,
Not giving the answer I'm wanting,
Waking my deepest fear.
The fear it burns so very deep,
Not sure if I can cope.
Into God's arms I take a leap
Returning to me all hope.
With hope so strong, I'm finally free
Can't lead this heart astray,
The path I choose is up to me,
With His guidance all the way.
6/29/2017
Copyright © Poetically Numb | Year Posted 2017
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