When I step the ground crumbles.
When I crawl the world speeds.
When I jump, there’s no land.
When I stumble I fall.
When it’s the past, it stays present.
When it’s the future, if becomes present.
When there’s pain, it’s a force field.
When there’s weakness it breaks.
When I’m low, there’s no high.
When I’m done, the future strikes.
When it feels like the end, I know they’ll be peace.
When I need recovery and I’ll get forgiveness.