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