You have crashed before. I saw what it did to you. You nearly died. You're about to crash again. You've been on the trail for a while now. The signs are there, and they have been there. Every time a sign of this pathway would come up, you would hit the accelerator and speed past it faster, just to make it that much easier to pretend it wasn't so. Being contently blind can only last so long... You're getting closer and closer to that wall. I fear you won't recognize it in time, and you will hit it head on; That the crash will be so bad you won't recover. But now it’s too late to stop in time, You're going too fast. I pray, I pray with all my heart, that you will see it in time to slow down. Slow down so you can recover from this inevitable crash. Even though I won’t be able to provide any help, I'll still be there, waiting when you crash, wishing that I could help. Wishing that you would let me, but when the time comes, I know you won’t.