You have to die
to go to heaven
and new beginnings
need an end.
Sometimes the road
that blew your tire out
leads you to a place to mend.

Sometimes the knife stuck in your back
Cuts you free from chains that bind.
Sometimes cold betrayal
gives you a chance to redefine
all that you have wanted
the life you want to live.

It’s a paradox that’s sometimes painful
that there’s no get without some give.