Them, Her and Me

Blue up above 

Blue on the floor

Meet the brown

The wooden doors 

Bricks to clay

Rain to river

Sun of summer

Winter shivers

Heels to marble

Tears to cheek 

Hand in hand

Voice that speaks 

Come to rest

Against the wall

The vines won't 

Take it all

I saw you die

From the corner of eye

I watched you bleed

But never cry

I've felt the road

Though not in this skin

Beneath wings and wheels

Of meaningful sin

I've been running 

Through this open field 

The sun never sets 

The wind doesn't yield 

I've been running

Running free 

Running far

Finding me 

The soil pushes 

Against my soles

Underground travel 

Can get cold

Let waves crash effort

But leave the tools

See it now 

You're just a fool

They knew nothing of

Her desperate escape

A stone cold effort 

With a will to rape

Sew up the light 

Live half in night 

Remain oblivious

You're always right

Legs to feet

Wall to door

No matter change

It wants more

Reason

A part of us is always going to leave. Other parts will come, some will stay for only moments others will stay for years. 

The trees lose their leaves, twigs, branches...but still there is the tree. And someday summer will come again. The river may narrow, might run shallow, but still there is the river trickling somewhere. We move on through change in this life, through loss and through the periods where we are so raw and broken it feels the rest of us might fade away too. But through it all we must find reason for living and reason for pain. We must find reason in good and bad, in sorrow and strength in goodness and mistakes. Even for what we don't understand we must find reason. And in that we better ourselves, we learn from everything and we find good in the situations that hurt.