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Monday, September 26, 2011

Knocking on my door

Once again the past comes knocking on my door
And I am having to think of that time once more
How I dread the thought of going over there
Without friend or family or anyone to care.

Bravery is not a word that I'm wanting to hear
When all my being is shaking inside me with fear
How can I feel safe in a place where I was hurt
By a supposed  "friend" who  had treated me like dirt.

Again I'm being faced with life's uncertain ways
And I surrender completely to the upcoming days
What cannot be changed must be fully embraced
The path marked out for me cannot be erased.

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