Forgetting To Pray

I swore I would never be like him Not mean or spiteful Certainly not cruel God would save me, right? But then I heard the same meanness And the horribleness that was his Come out of my mouth. I forgot to pray, so it kept coming. I used the words that had damaged me Had torn me apart, had ripped out my soul On the ones I loved the most Forgetting to pray. Forgetting to pray. So they ran from me as mother had run from him. She had chosen dying as a way to leave. They chose disappearing while I was at work. Now, God, I am begging for your help. Now, God, I am wanting you around. Now, God, I am on my knees. But is it too late? Were my ways too cruel?