sitting in the shower
hoping that I scrub off all my ***** sins
praying that I can wash it all away
the water running down my face
wishing that I could start over
closing my eyes and imagining another life but,
I am far too young to die
when one door closes another opens
the cliches that keep us going in life
are the ones I am dependent on
His plan is often unclear but I trust in Him
to lead me down the path that is meant for me
hoping that I can make sense of it all
praying that it won't hurt for long
turn the water off
dry myself off
put on clean warm clothes
and continue on
hoping and
praying

s.r.