Today marks two years and three days I penned this piece in my draft mail. As I here now I am trying figure out what inspired it. But honestly I cannot fathom where I drew my inspiration from. Well sometimes we all get to that path of the crossroads. Today I chanced on it and I kind of found something to urge me on. Hope you also find that piece or thing that will urge you on today.

The harsh decision we make because

Of certain choices go a long way

To affect our thinking and the long term our lives

These decisions either make or unmake us

I have made certain decision that I am not proud of

But the Father above knows better

Sometimes I wish just a sign

Would help me renew my Faith Trust and Hopes

That He isn’t Just a myth

I believe through my writings, He listens to my thoughts

Because I have never for once doubted his

Existence I just need a sign

I have carried a certain Faith

I have believed and still do 

Believe in the Holy Book and His Son

That alone one would say, is enough proof

But for a distress man on the cross paths this is my letter

A letter of a distress call, a letter written in blood

During My darkest hours of life

On this path of distress help me

Make a decision because my Faith, Hope and Trust dwindles by the day

With the little of these left, I write this distress letter