I am trying to 
please people 
I cannot see:
those who remain 
hidden from me 
those who ultimately 
have control over me.

I am trying to calm
those who cover 
their ears: those 
who turn away their 
fears when they see me: 
those who would leave me 
to their night darkly.

I am walking away
from those who 
choose to ignore me
yet ask for me to stay 
so they crush my heart space 
before I chose to finally leave.


So too you must leave,
cloaked, and armoured, 
in that gentle quietness,
through that grace newfound, 
with your strength now redeemed.