Where do I begin?
To clear every crack and crevice,
That fear and pain have been hiding in.
This is it.
The final go.
I’m heading straight into the crud.
Please God, let it flow.
First, I start with why?
Why did you turn your back on love?
Why did you run away from what felt like fate?
Why didn’t you give us a chance?
Why couldn’t you wait?
And see....
Why were you so afraid to stay?
It wasn’t fair.
We had just discovered each other.
And you went and got another.
Without hesitation,
You claimed it was love.
And spat in the face of truth.
That was not love.
It was an excuse.
To run,
Run away.
Because you were too afraid.
How could you leave me with such pain?
How could you turn your back on me?
How could you turn your back on love?
You chose to let your fear guide you,
Not your heart,
And I’m pretty sure you cannot tell the two apart.
Fear has got you fooled,
Using your ego as a tool.
Got you saying “I do
....till death do us part.”
Marrying your demons,
And fear is the reason.
To call it love would be treason.
It’s too bad,
And actually makes me sad.
Because there is so much joy and bliss,
That fear is making you miss.
If you don’t face it,
The fear will keep you stuck in the matrix.
And then your divine potential will be wasted.
So good luck.
I’ve long since given up.
On us.
But I hope you eventually face your fear,
And find your love.
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