and if i came for you
would you come with me?
or would you sit and lament over your past
never looking towards the future
never truly enjoying the now

each day is tinged with that past
solely because you refuse to tear that gauze away from your eyes
you refuse to face it, confront it and move on


so when i come for you
i hope you have faced your fear
and come to realize that the deep hole you've been drowning in for years and years
is nothing but a shallow puddle that you've shoved your face in

and we can walk away home