Push Me to My Limit - Rae Morris

We are in an age of losing

All the mayhem we are choosing

To compete in, under jealous sky

In the wake of our mistakes

I tidy up the mess we made

Find distractions

Paint the floor boards white

I’ve stood up in the strongest winds

As you try to make amends

You’re always promising to stay

Then you push me to my limit

And you ask me for forgiveness

Then you push me to my limit

On my tiptoes in the kitchen

Steal a tiny intermission

From the constant jag of push and pull

In the distant space of my mind

I imagine happier times

In the garden full of broad daylight

I’ve stood up in the strongest winds

As you try to make amends

I’m always promising to stay

Then you push me to my limit

And you ask me to forgive you

Then you push me to my limit