Part I

I never realized I could return

Standing tall

I stayed simply for the ego

I didn’t want to crawl

Crawl on my knees

Bleeding and raw

With my chin to my chest

All I wanted was some rest

So I denied myself sleep

And I stopped me each time

I thought to eat

I starved my mind, my body, my soul

Until I was on my knees

Able only to crawl

And I came to you

On my hands and knees – raw

I never realized I could return

Standing tall.

Part II

This time it is different

I’m not leaving to return

No worry about hurting enough

No desire to hear of your lessons to learn

I can stand tall and proud and know my direction

And leave as a whole

With my own lessons.

~~jules sortor