Broken

What took you there 
To that place of despair 
Where you didn’t see any other way? 

They saved you but are you okay? 
Are you any more alive now 
Than you would have been 
If they hadn’t found you that day? 

I wonder, I wonder, about so much, 
Like what role did I play? 
But that is such an egocentric question, 
And what answer could you give anyway? 

You don’t owe me one, that’s for sure. 
I never had any rights over you then. 
I certainly can’t claim any today. 

Still, I long to take your hand 
And sit with you and understand 
What it is that broke the man I knew 
Because he wouldn’t have acted this way. 

Yet, that isn’t in my power. 
Nor is healing your pain. 
All I can do is leave you in His care 
And hope that is where you will stay. 
 
And I can pray. 
I can pray. 
I can pray.