I pounded the arm of the chair
Fighting the fear and the doubt and uncertainty
It felt like my insides were desperate for long witheld freedom
And out it all came,
In waves and shudders and powerful bursts
The need for belief in the just and the selfless
The acceptance of fault and atonement for guilt
All of it mine, all of it more than I could imagine
I know it's the truth and I know it will mark me
This life is a heavy one that brought me to my knees
But I still have this light
And my hope still streams freely
I am proud of this man
Who is fucked up and stumbling
Chin held high in the mirror
I open my arms and my heart to every one of you
These words are your invitation
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