I’ve Come to Ask Questions

I am here to ask questions
This is not a luxury

How is it that we are here
so strongly tied together
Yet so far apart

How do these feelings
Kindness
Tenderness
Love
cause
such pain

I am here to ask questions
These are not a luxury

Why does the distance that
separates us
Seem to grow
daily
Are the roots that have taken hold
withering
NO !

Every place we have walked
Every room
Every smell
Every taste
Are of you
Are of us

I am here to ask questions
This is not a luxury

Helen
Persephanie
I think of you
I see you

Your struggle is my struggle
I know, I know

I see a reflection
of the road of struggles
on which I have traveled
Through which I passed

I turn around
Look at you
Coming down this same road
but your road
Making your way
I extend my hand

Your demons are slain
only by you

But I extend
my hand
my heart
my soul
my mind
To you

Helen
Persephanie

I see you

I have few answers
But
I see you
I am with you

6 July, 2012

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