Who else could have pulled me to my feet?  Who else would possibly understand my depths of despair?  When all was darkness, you shed a light.  Though I would curse you for daring to bring the sunlight.

I stumbled down the trail but you lit my path. Yours was the hand on my shoulder when I sought comfort.  Yours were the whispered words of encouragement my heart felt when I cried out.

 Denial and disbelief muddied my thoughts.  You persisted, ever so lightly.  You knew.

I would come to you only to turn away again and again.  Doubts, big and bold, held me tight.  And the darkness would creep back in as I tumbled down the rabbit hole once more.  Until you were there to draw back the curtain and allow the light in.

You would extend a hand, only to have me push it away again and again.  How many times have I rejected you?  Denied you?

Yet, despite my flaws, my arrogance and stupidity, you would save me from myself over and over.

How can I deny that?

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson



15 thoughts on “Denial

      1. Well i sit and write my blog out over a couple of days just so i know its right and that i havent missed anything. Thank you i thought it was the right picture at this moment in time…… Hope you are well?


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