I spent so much purpose
determined, without knowing
perhaps instinctive
surely stubborn
but not blind
Being the center
because I could
bring direction
to the spin
for a while.
And when I felt
the ground dissolving,
I reached out
for your hand
but you looked away
because of who
I had become
because of how
I treated you.
And yet you stayed,
near but not close
just out of reach
by either you or me.
So now I struggle
determined, but well knowing
against my nature
surely stubborn
but not blind
I'll make these battered legs
take me to you.
