The worst thing that could happen
is that one day
I wake up
and don't know who I am

The worst thing
would be when I look down
and no longer recognize
the road beneath my feet

What if I've been wrong--
what if I'm not going where I'm meant to go?
What if my entire life,
my ears have been ringing
with lies?

What if, they tell me
What if you're turning Nothing
into the ultimate Something?

You're probably right, I say,
hiding shaking hands and uncertain eyes

I remember there was a time in my life
when He gave me guidance
and told me that the road was set,
it was just my job to run

I used to run outside until I got hurt,
and since then I've forgotten what it feels like
to press your feet against asphalt
and let yourself fly,
if only for a few seconds at a time

I have forgotten the joy
in feeling productive pain
and I have forgotten to remind myself
that there cannot be progress
in the shape of perfection