what do you do
when what you want
is a stranger
to the path you know
is best
when uncertainty settles
heavy in your chest
littered in pools of tears
that never dried
and shards of shattered dreams
that tore your delicate hands
I can’t blame you
for being afraid
The path ahead
is paved in shadows
and dark creatures
wait to feed
on your despair
you’re going to fail
sometimes
but so will I
and so will they
yet no matter how many times
you fall along the way
a reaching hand
and familiar voice
will meet you
even in the greatest gravity
and you’ll never have a chance
to forget
that
“You’ve got this.”
-John Cross