There are choices to be made

There are so many roads that could be taken
I am troubled
But so many angels cross my path and whisper in my ear
I am letting some of their voices in
I hear my own voice the loudest
I take uncertain steps and pray that they are the right once
No one knows for sure, how to tame the beast
Stigma, fear, hope, frustration, doubt, anger, happiness, courage,
Minor and major life miracles, every day
All around the world

Invisible hands are holding me all the time, praying for me
They don’t allow me to drown
I am swimming forward although a shore is not visible
Sometimes I am so tired, waves are too huge
But I always smile, I am so positive, it’s exhausting
I want out of this
There is no way out