Tears fall from mid heaven as I make choices that cut the heart, un-able to stand still, yet forcing to move forward, trying to catch up yet losing ground with each step. Best choices forgotten, only pain remains, with no base and no ground, grasping at the wind trying to gain footing. what was peace? What were those days of enjoying the wind on my skin? Picked up just to fall again, I call out for help yet all I hear is uncertainty. Yet I must stand, I make wrong choices, I make mistakes, I pray for wisdom for guidance, please oh Jah answer my calls for help, allow me to see please the way to stand again, knocked down by this world I pray for your support. For Jehovah my god is a support to me, the one I can always turn to in my time of need, like shelter from a storm, like a strong mountain in the face of strong winds. He is my strong hold. For I know it is for just a little longer and this shall pass and again I will re-gain my footing with the support of Jah