A simple thought

I sit here and think, lines begin to move,
In and out of focus, how can this be true.
The words are there, bold and clear,
Like paint on a wall, coated each year.
My eyes begin to shake, I don't know why,
I take a deep breath, and let out a cry.
Lacking vision and focus, of a life a head,
The chances I get, how am I not dead.
I try and try, to clear my thoughts,
No matter what, never captive or caught.
My mind runs wild, like deer in the woods,
Do I do what I want, or Do what I should?
I fight to push forward, I fall three steps back,
Life is like a train, even then get off track.
The little things, we see and do,
Focused or not, can it really be true?
Something more, something better, that makes things clear,
Blurred by my past, the crap through the years.
Chance after chance, I can easily move,
Guided by others, yet refusing to lose.
Burning eyes, dried up like sand,
Those thoughts of moving forward, starting over again.
To blink or to move, to give in and run,
Where is life going, is it no longer fun?
Our visions are lost, in the ways of others
Out of focus we are, yet still sisters and brothers.
Given a vision, a plan for our life,
Changes each day, breathe, it's alright.
To focus on this, or concentrate on that,
We get caught in the moment, each a new act?
Where is your faith, where is your trust?
Controlled not by us, but God is a must.
Ephesians 2, he calls us his,
A look back a life, the guilt of what we did
God made us, saved by grace,
Not just a walk, but an act of faith.
Perfectly crafted perfectly born,
A life laid out, his plan never torn.
Given a purpose, given a path,
Why do we stumble? The enemy just laughs.
Dead to the world, Alive in Christ.
My focus, my walk, my moment of life.
Confused at time, uncertain, and scared,
Death of the cross will never compare.
Where is your FOCUS, Where is your life?
Whats stopping you, from being born twice.
Alive in spirit, again, dead to the earth.
Plans for you and me, he knew it before birth.
Clouded by days, blinded by nights,
Don't hold God in a box, let shine, his precious light.
Stop, start over, the race set ahead,
Life out of focus, Don't end up dead.
Broken and healed, and a plan from the Lord.
Take A Step back and A Look Forward