Glaring into the shadow of life striven
Hidden in our shame, dressed like a tiger-
Our stripes turn crimson from our mistakes

Caught in the trap, lies believed
The pit becomes deeper- we growl in earnest disarray
Licking our wounds, defensive in our thoughts
Ready to stryke out..

Glaring into the light, mesh disturbs our vision
Our memoirs forgotten, only memories of violence remain
He takes us out of the pit, His voice soft, comforting-
Erasing the hurt, turning it into joy..