Twice as Blue

Your face holds more lines these days, more than I could ever digest
I am not to sure what kept you from keeping up
But I am sure you had a chance to break free from giving me any life
In reality I gave you life
Becoming your ticket to break free from the life you built for yourself
Surely you never wanted things to be as they were
As life kept keeping up, guilt manifested in your bones, remorse of the world,
Bound in the curves of my fragile body
There was no turning about this time, for every bruise you received for my existence,
I wore them twice as blue

I gave you a life you never really wanted, but took you from one you thought you must have deserved
My body became doomed in a whirl wind of paying the debt of two beings

Somehow, thank the good Lord for choosing me
Skin to my skin, I became the hope of my future kin, so that they would never see the face of evil facing them back
Regretting any existence they had left in their bones
If it weren’t for my life, you’d be blue too

I had no choice on whose life I’d save; gracing everyone else’s so that they could survive
I learned more of love by seeing what it wasn’t
I learned more of God, by seeing the worst evil through 8 years of blue eyes

I have to make something of myself, if not it was all in vain
Beaten for a sense of pride of a world full of hate
I have to make something of your pain, if not I was for nothing
I would peel each line off your face to be there when placed, to tell you how loved you were and this life you chose isn’t who you are
Screaming from the insides of you, you are loved too

Kin

I am not sure where to move from here
Your skin embedded in mine, wondering if anything will fall back into its original form
Speculate about you, do brick walls keep everything at bay
Your souls must die everyday to feel the slightest bit fervid
In reverence to it all, my veins carry the same color that yours do
Responsibility fills my lungs, if I don’t love you I am not sure anyone else could
I am not sure anyone could look beyond anything that makes us all the same
Your indulgence is everyone’s transgression
I am not different then you, no holy peccadillo
No articulation of dust that falls in short than your own

Dignity

There is no place I can hide, under a leaf with dew built upon it
I fell faster then it could ever digress to the ground
Clothe your dignity, to see what can’t be seen
Feed my appetite to see you grow afar
I’d spin my web around the leaf that spun you down
Take all I can see, feed it to the need that grows endlessly
When all is fallen around, break me to see, the better sides of me
Clothe my vehement, to not feel at all
Feed your will at site, to see me go

Formulas ( most likely unfinished )

Formulas written across your skin, every time I sit to peel you back
I delineate more of the numbers that create your bones
It’s not fair to bind you to basic calculation, but that is what it will always come down to

I discern more than you think I’d do
I have a mind that dissects and intertwines,
Regardless, there is a crater in my skull that stays sealed for the protection of your formulas
I let you hold the black anonymity, I no longer need that from this lifewe all have our numbers; we all fall into our selves

I, too, would like to live above the things that produce the crop in my life
the things that you believe in, they keep you alive and create your borders