Constantly you set me tests,
And everytime I ask, why?
Tongue in cheek,
You keep me in the dark;

You reach out into my past,
To ignite dead flames,
To stoke old affections,
And dig up buried affairs;

This box of trouble,
Pray I, you can handle,
These entities are powerful,
Relentless, they stop at nothing;

Once upon a season,
I made a wrong turn,
It is the same road,
And the portends have not changed.