Trust
Hamza O.
As I wash my sins away
I open up scars
Scars that remembers the past
Injuries that brings back pain Mistakes that hunts your soul
As I continue this cleanse
I see stains
Stains that don't fade away
Patterns that look familiar
Spots that look similar
Do I cover up?
Or do l open up?
Should I hide in the shadows?
Or should I let the light expose?
This is a new beginning do I just jump in?
I desperately stare at my reflection
Searching for an answer
A sign
I plead
I will only fall if I go wrong
My revelation stares blank
This feels cold
Neglected and alone
Frustrated lone
Filled with anger. I cursed
Suddenly my worries disappear
Smiling with no fear
I decide to flow with the stream Wherever it takes me, I go If I fall, I fall.