~The Choice Is Yours~

I can't take the gun from your hand
Can't take your finger

From the trigger
I can't cut down the rope
You've tied to the rafter

I can't remove the darkness
You're clinging to
With all your might

The self that's lying to you
Stands in the way
It seems easier to stay

In your cell
To break free and live
But life is not what it seems

You only have that
Which you let go of
Only know that which you can reveal

The choice is yours
I stand here with a broom
Waiting to sweep clean your cell

With a prayer to take the empty nest
From the branches of  your soul
The choice is yours

I can only walk beside you!