It follows me
And keeps my mind
Along its current trend.
I have faith in me
Old friends are silent
Upon their shelf they stay
I'm now their client.
I avoid thoughts of past caring
And wonder why I am
So daring, or is it sparing
Me from old pain made new.
I crossed a line
No badge can blunder
And my penance
Is to stay under.
So alone I sit
Although they ask me
I can't find justice
In answers lastly.
Shame is my partner
As one is gone
And shames become
my replacement song.
I often linger at deaths door
To watch and wonder
Who's gone before.
So far I've made no blunder.
I admit that thoughts
Stay strong at times
But awareness hovers
To block my way.
I must ask
What lies beyond
A new adventure or new song
Or greater chances to do more wrong?
And then I see
Most clearly, barely
That a lesson taught
Gives insight fairly.
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