Living in Chaos: Survival

Whenever you turn inward, you�re more and more convinced
That I must have hated you
to put you there

I startle from my dreaming with pictures of your face
Accusing me of causing
all your pain

You blame me for exposure to grievous threat of harm
Suffocating
as they held you down

The tears of accusation in your eyes awaken me
From resting
as experiencing your fear

I raise my heart toward heaven to make another plea
Entreating Jesus
to see his way clear

To exonerate my purpose and permit a view
Of comprehension
growing in your mind

Allowing empathy, and a possibility
That forgiveness may yet happen
given time