how do i know which delicate junction to pick, to know what is right, to have the self-assurance that i can pick myself up, brush myself off and breathe when it's over;
what if it doesn't end when i want it to, and i'm stuck in a web of spun lies and unforgiveness;
what do i do when i'm daunted by the unknown;
what do i do when i'm daunted by the unknown;
what if i lose every ounce of trust i ever had;
i honestly don't know but to trust in God.
p/s: childish thought running through my head. thoughts that i will regret tomorrow. thoughts that haunt you when it's past midnight and you're feeling down
