Taking me back

A while ago I fleed and sought to hide from my kin
Yet You were there at the tarmack to slice through my skin
Using solely Your word
Knowing even before I heard
Fear had me running away
Shame had its say that day
I sought that no one should see
The sin that I strived hide
Bided its time that it would
Come teeth bared
Knowing it's next meal was me
I played dead
Isn't that what one is supposed to do with a predator
For almost a year I let it gnaw
After a year I still bawl
Salty streams
Flowing forth hidden rivers
Of bitter tears
Peter my kinsman
Cause I denied your power
That if I resist satan would flee
And I would finally be
Free
Then the Beloved led me, and I leaned upon Him still hurt from the battle
Returning to my kinsmen