If I had known

the world before

I would have shown

I could be given a

Key to let myself in.

If I had seen

the terrors sooner

I might have been

more tempted by the

Innocence of my flesh.

If I had heard

the silent prayers

I could have learned

to be more careful with

My sacrificial light.

If I had thought

that love could remain

I may have sought

it before I'd given in

To the shame.

If only I could

put the past in a bottle

I'd prove to all those

that I should never have

faced such an uphill battle

To reach an end of substance

To reach an end of love.