Far from alone

I’m not speaking how I used to and that I attribute to growth,

maturity is the reason that I’ve taken an oath,

pleading guilty on all counts of lying and absolving myself of any doubts,

freedom is what I’m fighting for with truth as my plea,

with my hand on the bible I place my faith in God hoping he’ll set me free,

my fate is right in front of me wearing a gown and holding a gavol,

standing in silence has made me feel comfortable with the road being less travelled,

the decisions I’ve made have me rerouting leading to a hefty toll,

but the currency I’ve lost taught me that I’m far from alone,

so as God as my witness,

I sit here believing in better days,

but nevertheless comfortable in the unknown.