Clinging to Perfection

To Someone I Love More Than Life Itself

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I see you in the hallways of your mind
So much unconditional fucking love
So much troubled fucking brilliance
Slivers of scintillating sunshine, yet
Thick oak doors closed, bolted
Too scared to open them wide
Let in the mess that is our world
Face the pain of being human

The streets we roam are littered
Lost, broken pieces of people
All of us — none of us perfect
None of us gets to wear a halo
No one will save the world alone
We seek false unfettered idols
Worship fake and tainted saviors
Hope for prepackaged answers
Medicate, medicate, medicate
And too few step up, realize
We can’t emancipate ourselves
Until we act to save others

Yet you, my darling child
You strive, you struggle to survive
You are not who they know you to be
You sit in the dirt and grit at their feet
Outshine the sun and ride the novas
Heart beating faster than most
You are who they dream of being
For though you lament
That constant struggle to get it right
You are the closest thing I know
To being perfect already

Looking for the Kind in Humankind. Heart currently Code Blue.

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