The view from here is blurred by my own experience

as I hover in that space between compassion and pride 

Maybe the question is which of us will be the bigger person?

I think I already know…

 but maybe I shouldn’t be so sure…

I know how to speak truth to my situation

and I know what I want to say to you

 but if it wouldn’t create a healing space

who am I to think that I can tell you anything?

 Truth has a funny way of striking a person’s heart…

 and unless you let me in

 trust that I can hold that space for you

I can’t speak to your experience,

only to a cavern wall that echoes back to my ears

 what my true desires and priorities are;

 Though all is not lost on me

I am lost

on how to approach you.