Reckless
The closer I got to home
and safety
the less I found I could go there.
There where strong arms would
embrace me
and hold me close and tight.
There where sweet voices would
calm me
and ground me again.
There where his lips would
convince me
one passionate moment at a time.
Home where the dogs would
crowd me
the kids would
hug me
my love would
hold me
my friends would
tell me
my neighbors would
offer me
my parents would
annoy me
my pastor would
destroy me
Satan would
employ me
So none one could enjoy me.
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