Fear and Forgetfulness

Fear and forgetfulness divert my steps causing me to stumble to my knees
Insecurity was the seed that bled my confidence dry
Teaching me to stay cowered in the trapping torment of the bars that I built

There are times, though, when I fly too high
Like Icarus, I think that the plan has gone off without a hitch and I soar
Until the heat of the sun melts my veneer revealing, through my own rancorous words, a startled and calloused soul

I forgot who I am, you see
My overinflated self-perception sent me flying high for a time
But, now my craft is tangled in the wires and I hang here helpless, but, to accept His grace