Alter ego

You are my pastor and my confession. 

A distraction and a redirection. 

A cut and a suture.

Tell me this, my love,

When it's time, would you save my life or take it?  

When it's time, would you redeem me or imprison? 

When it's time, would you run to me or away?  

I don't know until it's time and neither do you. 

But I know this and I know you do too,

We heal each other as we tear apart. 

And we'll be here for each other long after our souls depart :)