I’ve brought it on myself, Messed up, tripped up, shown up, given up, Climbed high mountain to fall. To fall far; hard. I’ve held on, been strong, let go and said, “No.” I should have said, “Yes.” And I said, “Yes,” when I should have said, “Never!” Turned away, Should have stayed. Closed my eyes to safety to my shame, Hidden from the blessing and storm; just the same, Run from foe and friend as if all life was a some sick game, Taken, wasted, hated, hunted, repented again and again
And through it all, In every moment you were there. Always there, Always will be. I couldn’t escape now or ever; I’ve tried.