people cry out
“I KNOW WHERE I AM GOING”
a way that “seems” right
a way that looks familiar
a way they’re used to
never knowing it’s wrong
until it doesn’t feel right
where is the comfort
why isn’t there peace
lost in darkness
paralyzed by fear
eyes shut in pain
‘what can be done’
‘it’s too late now’
may be thought in one’s heart
but God knows the way
when His fire consumes
only Light remains
