The Fiery Albatross

Crossroads, intersections, and numerous directions.
And on every corner it claims its a one way street,
Pains hiding under the pavement,
The stop signs have a bullet hole through the O,
I went down one road in a guess, and I go with the flow,
I here the sound of sirens as I mess my life up,
Then when I recover with the scars, I find my way back,
The ghastly streets in many different directions, but which one will I choose?
Some demise of my defeat, and others claim I'll lose,
Meeting them like a arch-nemesis,
I take a beating again except this time no sirens,
I wake with the bruises,
For God's sake, I am broken.
The truth hit me and it bit me.
The crossroads still come and go time and time again,
I used to go down one road in a guess, and I now go against the tide,
Because God has blessed the fiery albatross, His plan is perfect,
He is the mastermind and I can only see the big picture in a key hole perspective,
Optimistic in any circumstance, contentment with nothing but Him,
He is my rock, my right hand, my fortress, and my salvation who can stand against me?
Who can take me down?