a man who will not hide, nor deceive...

love, break me. and move me. spirit, take me up in arms with you.
as love has broken me and shoved me left and right... spirit, take me up in arms with you!

dammit, is this whole 50 weeks just an escape? a hiding place? am i really doing this out of love? or have i grown to fear her attention more than anything? or anyone's attention, for that matter? have i been enduring this pain out of pride? am i doing this for bragging rights? am i making up excuses not to face this fear of her? dammit, what are the real fuckin' reasons?

...................away from me, satan. protect me this morning, dear father... i'm going to need it.