In My Shoes

You wouldn’t last a day In My Shoes… It’s easy to do my inventory from where you stand. The view sure looks different from where you are. How quickly we forget our own dirty little secrets. You have no clue why I do what I do. There’s not a chance you’d last a day In […]

Finding Me, Losing My People

  Prison I stand in my place. Right where you need me to be. This life sentence that was handed to us is hard. I want to escape with you. Be free of guilt, pain, shame and doubt. But you have grown comfortable here. I have never left you to sit in the past alone. […]