Sometimes I wonder
What would it be like to follow the path that is wide and easy?
The path I walk is neither
And with each mile another friend detours
Will I make it?
So many that I love have fallen
How can I keep going?
I am tired
I am so tired and I have little hope
But it is not my hope
Or my strength
That pushes me forward
It is the One I am going towards
And walking with
So I continue
And I hope one day
They will circle back
And join us again
—
Author's Note
Thank you for reading! Can you relate to this feeling?
If you can, you're not alone.
<3 Stephanie
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January Rain
PoetryThis debut collection of poetry by 23-year-old poet Stephanie Sanchez explores faith, doubt, love, heartbreak, and healing. - Join my on the journey of my life through poetry, where I work with God to make sense of the world around me.
