I stumble through my days
planning
deciding
reacting
guiding
leading....
I stumble through my nights
thinking
hoping
dreaming
fantasizing
remembering...
Where are my feet
underneath me?
Why do they no longer
provide me balance?
I want to walk a straight path.
A righteous path.
A committed path.
But I just keep stumbling
over you.
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 6:26 PM UTC
I stumble through my days
planning
deciding
reacting
guiding
leading....
I stumble through my nights
thinking
hoping
dreaming
fantasizing
remembering...
Where are my feet
underneath me?
Why do they no longer
provide me balance?
I want to walk a straight path.
A righteous path.
A committed path.
But I just keep stumbling
over you.