Why would you do that?
You really don't know?
You really can't see
I don't know if I can -
But there are limits to what you should do.
And to my grace, but you didn't extend those.

Why would I care?
Why was I angry?
That much you saw
That scares me -
But you didn't run away,
And you might have even understood.

Why would you talk about it?
Or tell someone that I know, and would mention it to as well?
That just confuses me -
And I'd made up my mind never to say anything.
Maybe I won't.


I don't know,
For seriously,
I'm upset,
And silence is safe.

When did we get so confused,
To think that it's ok and normal to be hurt,
When scripture clearly says
"Guard your heart"?

I don't believe in no pain,
But I don't like hurting.
I am, I think.
Maybe I'm not, or at least
I shouldn't be,
Maybe,
We'll see.

Really, as I meditated,
The future and the present aren't the same,
And I need to be in the one where I can.
But now,
Sitting at my computer listening to music
Going to bed with the end of the song,
I can think about the future;
Or how the present relates to it.

And I'm scared yet again;
I'm lost and alone
Way outside of
My comfortable zone.

So what?