I always stumbled

No wonder that I always stumbled.
That I always stumbled and fell.

I held my heart in my hands.
And looked only at my heart.

As if my heart would know the way.
As if my heart could lead me.

Now I will look at the road, or at the horizon maybe.
And my heart will have to follow where I go.

© AngelikaJahn 2012

About blue

I am a divorced single mum to a teenage kid, and at present re-emigrating to my homecountry Germany. Writing helps me to clear my thoughts, but as well to turn sadness, fear, and regret into something beautiful and release it from my heart.
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