I am learning to walk, just like you.
The bruises on my hands and feet are only there because of trips and falls;
where as one might stay down, I choose to try again.
Feeling guilty and worthless, it's hard to keep going the more I fall.
For it feels as if I'm opening up a closed wound, allowing it to fester and ache again in the dry air of the world.
I need to regain my balance once more.
Oh Lord please help me.