Roses and tulips lined the path
I walked,
when an intruder appeared
with a stone.
I refused,
but
\"You will fail without it,\"
he insisted.
I believed him
and gave my all.
It bored into my hands;
I endured.
It scarred my face;
I persisted.
Now, it corrodes my soul.
I run to you,
O Lord.
Lead this weary soul
seeking your refuge.