Choices

An uneasy road

A path that’s never straightforward.

Monochromic Images

But my thoughts are neither

Black or white.

When my heart is heavy

The truth gets blurry sometimes.

I’ve been going on steady,

I feel like giving up at times.

Is it all worth it?

When all is said and done

Would the Lord still bless me?

I made my choice.

I quit walking these grey lines

And I left, right after

Writing all my wrongs.