Secure

I'm never secure in 
what is mine
learned the hard way
taken in kind 
I have to let this go, walk away
have to stand down
hold myself at bay
would be easy if we knew
when to fight
what was black 
what was white
maybe its just time
or the enemy at the door
the voice inside screaming
begging for more
living behind it here 
something an awful lot
like what it is to fear


Lacking all the strength 
I already want what you've given me

the patience it takes
I will go further
to any length
the trouble taken in 
by steps and measures
where does one really begin?

already taken what you gave
Giving it back now
would have made me
your willing 
slave