Well
I had a pretty intense
falling apart moment
one that made everything
seem wrong
I’m scared
I’m unsure
I feel lost
yet I know where I’m going
I feel like I wanna cry
on God’s lap
but “feel” Him holding me
you know how a toddler
will drop to the floor
with that dead-weight
because they don’t wanna move?
that’s how I feel
yet God keeps me
light as a feather
so I can’t stop moving forward