Two Daves

Who are you in my bed?
Do you watch over me?
Are you my guardian angel?
Or is it just me,
watching over myself?
Am I there when I sleep?
Will I be there when I wake?
Do I see the good?
Do I see the evil?
Neither of them escape my eyes.
I have known them both.
I have lived through them both.

This part of this journey is fascinating.
It is this section of rebuilding that
defines who I will be in the years to come.
The decisions I make now are for me.
Sure, there are others watching over me.
However, I watch over me the closest.