When the decisions you make
Are the things that break your heart
You’re in your personal purgatory.
Don’t matter as long as you live it.
Stays pass from years into seconds.
Don’t matter as long as you reckon. Stuck.
You’re stuck in the ways that you walk.
Struck.
You’re struck by the ways you can shock.
Stunning, shunning, pining, Assigning…
The blame to the ones who put you here.
Accepting…
The shame for no movement from fear. When the choices you take
Are the things that shake your heart
You’re in your personal purgatory.