I'm not living wrong,
But I'm not sure I'm living right either.
I'm just living my life,
What's going to be is going to be, right?
Maybe things happen for a reason,
Maybe they don't.
I don't really know what I believe in,
But I know there's hope.
Hope demands faith,
Where does my faith lie?
In God obviously.
Yet I find it hard to connect with him.
It is what it is,
But does what is really have to be?
Maybe I'm lost,
I don't know how to chart this course.
I do need help
But I don't know how to ask for it.
Maybe prayer is the way
But I do feel strained.
It's the only path I've got now,
I hope I won't deviate come sun or rain.
©Sephace_
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On The Road
PoetryOn The Road is a compilation of poems inspired by the unending stories of life which entails both the good and bad and the exciting and depressing aspects of life. *Winner of The Coalition Summer Awards 2019 Poetry category*
