When life seemed perfect,
Exactly as I’d want it to be….
In a single instance, that certainty changes,
And I question so much…
So much that it scares me.
How could I feel such a way,
Is this even my own.
Do these thoughts live within my heart,
If so how could they surface so fast.
Nothing about my life reflects a cause for
Such drastic changes… To much unknown to do
Anything with this.
Time needs to do its thing.
It never fails to show me the right road to take.