I remember

I remember a bully that was a frenemy
When we wasn’t fighting he would talk to me
The things he said had sense of normalcy
Now I know he was molested
Just like me

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

I remember the man who has beaten me
Only blood we had was from calamity
But he was part of the stepfamily
Pain wasn’t all he was teaching me

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

She had eyes the size of the world it seems
with a heart that was broken like her dreams
caught up in a torrent when she swims the streams
pale blue eyes whose tears can’t redeem

I remember
The veins of my roots coming through the soil
I remember
The rage in the blood that would make it boil
I remember
The agony I had to share so they’d recoil
I remember

Runaway, now the details do not matter
Be the same on another plain in another time
The path of destruction has tributaries
and the agony of survival is sublime

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…