Took Us By The Hand: PART 1

Uncertain

                if I can still do this

needing to find

                       something to say

Negative.

              Changed

                           To POSITIVE

Black and

               White,

                        To Beautiful Colour.

BLUE

PURPLE

RED

Bright

         A spark

                     of light

I saw in someone's eyes/you saw in her eyes.

For a moment a reminder,

                                         Momentary.

And then gone.

                       “Me happy most of the time”

And then there are days when I am not.

Days when I am lonely

                                  Alone

                                          Lost

And there are days when “I” am fragile.

And really, in all truth – I don't know how it is to be done.

How this should be a choice. Any choice. How can this be that?

A choice?

             Why

                   PUT

                         IN

                            THIS

                                   POSITION

To begin with?

Because aeon’s ago, someone, one of us, or ALL of us was

AFRAID

            of moving forward

and thereby losing a precious element:

FRIENDSHIP.

And so LIFE

                   Came along – took us by the hand,

and led us off,

                      like little children,

                                                  in different directions,

and that friendship was lost: Anyhow.

Oh fate,

            but you have not been so cruel.

                                                             For the friend you have returned.

How FRIEND has remained the same,

Yet, how different this FRIENDSHIP is now...