Dirt Tracks

Do sharp pangs suddenly strike

Of beguiled guilt buried deep inside

When I revealed to you a sudden loss

In which you never thought to think of twice

Our roles seem simple comedy

One cries and the other laughs easily

This never ending merry-go-round

Will only cease when one stops riding

The bruises we cause and those we keep

Make for bittersweet memories

In weakness they appear as enemies

With time they are realized as epiphanies

Hubris makes a capricious friend

It may break or save us in the end

We’re in the palm of each other’s hand

Never quite getting what we each planned

The Might of One

There’s a heaviness in my heart

An ocean of tears contained

An invisible shadow that’s cast

Over each step heavily strained

This battle weary armor I don

Is dented with stories of victory

Fiercely fighting the honest fight

Against the reflection that is my enemy

 

“Through the valley of shadow and death,

I will fear no evil,” we say.

For in the dark there will be light

To guide the faithful on their way

 

True strength lies not in the arms we bear

Nor from boastful words loudly declared

The one whose love is selflessly shared

Will conquer happiness from the jaws of despair