I can't split the difference between what one would call the, "Black and white area".
The area you speak freely of, is one I must not be allowed to see...
I hear the words that are spoken, I can gaze upon intent, and I still can't see these shackles breaking.
If our hands can hold the key, why don't we remove it from our mouths?
If our relationship is one that's fleeting... why should we not mend OUR sail?
We float together in the gray matter.
And we'll sink as an anchor of salvation!
If we can't see the pain we cause, then we will always be ignorant outside of our own universe.
We must be able see the ripple each one of us makes.
We must know where the tide will place our energy.
Its time to hope with our hands open.
Its time to love with our eyes closed.
© Kasey Spotanski