Bitter Root.

You live your life like a tornado.
Destruction follows everywhere you go.
And you have no plans to stop or slow (oh).

I will not let this bitter root grow in me.
I will not let you leave that legacy,
But it gets so hard when pain is all I see (oh).

And every time I find healing, you're making a new mess,
And I am learning the real meaning of forgiveness.

And I tried to remove myself from your path,
But I keep on waking up in the aftermath.
So I pick up again and say I won't look back (oh).

And I will not let this bitter root grow in me.
I will not let you leave that legacy,
But this constant fight is breaking me (oh).

And every time I find healing, you're making a new mess,
And I am learning the real meaning of forgiveness.

And it hurts when you hit at the hearts of the ones I love;
When everything you touch is rubble and dust.
And it gets so hard to know how to trust,
But I will not let that bitter root grow.
I will not let it, no no.
But it gets so hard (oh).

And every time I find healing you're making a new mess,
And I am learning the real meaning of forgiveness.
And I could move and never send you a forwarding address,
Or I could learn the real meaning of forgiveness.
~ Sara Groves "Tornado"

The bitter root is growing in me. It is already rooted and snarled and snaring and entrapping against me. It is like a giant banyan tree, with clawing fingers nabbing around my heart. This bitter root, it grows. But I do not want that legacy to become a hold on me. I do not want this root to foliage around everything. I am not at forgiveness, I cannot learn the meaning right now; I am tucked so deeply inside this root. But this song is the words of my days, waking and fading. This bitter root that grows in me. Let it not leave this legacy.