Run ragged and wrecked.
Catching a tiger, baiting a bully.
Was this my idea? Is it a mistake?
Why did you take me here?
Am I too far from home?
Am I really all alone?

Walk, child don’t run.
Go off and have fun.
We’ll be waiting.
Just look before you cross.

Take love with the loss.
I know it’s frusrating.

Reach but don’t push it away.
Say nice words and play with intention.
Practice restraint.
Find out what matters.

I know your heart’s been broken.
But martyrs never open doors.

The world is yours.
Carry this torch and use your voice.

~ Lissie

This week I've been living in a place I'm leaving. It's a hard place to be. It's a sad place to be.

But a new place awaits. So I'll go and find myself there.