The Light

Time is in slow motion
where I live
each moment slowly passing me by,
the past so hard to forgive
there’s an unseen force holding me
in the same spot
my faith helping me stand is all I’ve
got
confused on which way I should go
confused if I live in reality or walking in
a dream, I still don’t know
I keep waiting for some type of sign or
clue
I keep waiting for my feet to move
one in front of the other, years stuck
in glue
trying to move forward, still so hard for
me to achieve
the pain of my past keeping me firmly
on my knees
knowing I did the best I could; forgiving me
is all it would take to moving forward
no more dark
The light I would finally see