Suffering will crack open the heart ( but I love him)

Defensive strategies will fail ( ouch)

Only Truth exits, after my constructions tumble ( thank goodness)

because blessedly,  “I AM NOT RIGHT” ( absolutely true)

“But aren’t I suppose to share my feelings”  ( No)

Hold your baby self and parent what you feel ( humming soft and sweet)

You are the only one who can. ( Yay you)