There is something missing, A void you had once filled.
A distance so very clear it sends me to chills.
Cause it’s cold, this new place,
I have never been before.
A place I never thought I’d be,
A place I can’t ignore.
I don’t know why this happened,
My path was perfectly clear.
The road was split, separated in many ways,
To which not one seems near.
Listening to my intuition, am I making the right choice?
Only one thing to hear, and that’s the sound of my own voice.
I must be brave, and not submit, to the unknown of where…
This path will lead, stopping only to catch my breath, I’ll need..
To inhale deep, and exhale steady. Whichever way I go,
I have to be ready; as I’ll ever be, cause this path is mine to take.
Obstacles are always a surprise, taking us to brand new lengths.
If I keep the faith in my own will, and how I long to succeed.
My inner voice is what matters, and really all I need.