We are undressed
As they all rush by
They do not see us
With their distracted eyes
Busy chasing a time that flies
But we stand at attention
You and I
A broken resurrection
Mind and bodies offered up for persecution
Me and you
Arrive in fragments
Jilted from all we’ve been through
Are you real?
Perhaps I’m hallucinating
To be soul to soul…
You and me
Complexions of obscurity
Yet I feel your presence
Undressed upon a swarming street
You
are the only one I see
scared
Bonds and Barricades
Bonds and Barricades
Formatted between us
As we swing inside our separate cages
Battling the internal wars that wage
Splicing the dice that has been thrown
For once in our favor
Yet we dissect it at every angle
Our first instinct of behavior
For so long we’ve lived as solo survivors
Then one day
We happened upon each other
I stumbled into your homegrown auxiliary shelter
Buried in the whiteness of winter
Stuck like snow
Addicted to your bones
Fickle fears feed our minds
So engaged, yet wounded from a past life
Of feeling estranged
Loners in a land of evidence
Losing the facts within our own hands
Accustomed to the give and sway
Attached to being left in the fray
I’m longing to dive from my cage
I’m longing to come with you and stay
If our scar tissue is all that remains
Let us blend this resistance
Before we kiss the grave