we said forever
we said forever at fourteen
with hands intertwined
whatever tomorrow may bring
I’d be yours and you’d be mine
then tomorrow brought hell
so I danced in the lies
I’ve got some truths I’ve yet to tell
they’re losing me my mind
I’m not the man you knew I was
I’m not the one who sheltered trust
my friend, my love, what have I done?
you gave your heart, I spilled your blood
_He said: Try not to feel guilty, just for the rest of the day. Guilt wasn’t meant to be forever. It’s meant to drive you to remorse, then from remorse you make your way to repentance. Once there, you fall into grace — and change. _
That’s a lie.
He said: _Just try not to feel guilty. Just for today. _
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And that the difference between counseling and therapy is simply this:
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Counseling is good advise for those that don’t know what to do to get better.
_Therapy is helping those along who refuse to do what they know is good. _
I told him I built a house in Guilt.
That I wouldn’t dare move away.
It’s continually collapsing, my house.
So too am I.
And I know I need to leave.
But I’m terrified to go on,
onto a brighter day,
a better me,
because deep down
I know I’ll find a way
to bring myself to ruin.
It’s forcing it that’s the problem, old man.
He said: _Our time is up. _
But without that discipline,
I’ll never create the good habit,
and I’ll inhabit my dead house
—— watching from the window,
looking for Love to knock,
and hiding when He does.
Anyway,
Why are you still here, my friend?
Why do you still love me, dear?
Why don’t you look to the end?
_Why can’t I remove your fear? _