Hold me back from what I dread,
Guide my path shape what’s ahead.
As dusk falls whispers say,
“I’ll survive I’ll find my way.”
She says “Trust yourself with grace,”
Yet I’m safest in your embrace.
The heart sees struggles as just a phase,
But my mind’s lost in its own maze.
I look back on the road I tread
Wishing things had changed instead,
Longing to return,
To days unturned.
