Other Blues
That pain
That pain we take with us
That makes us
Who we are
We don’t know its name
Not what it does
As we grow through it
Roots n’ all
We try therapy
We try religion
Drugs I’m afraid
it’s just existence
You left me before I left you
It was something deep
From childhood
And I pulled and pulled
But couldn’t get us out
I do feel guilt
About not being swallowed up
I think of you
At the appointed times
And I hope it’s true
You’re getting through alive
And I know the rules
I’ve bent them twice
There are just these thoughts
Trapped in mind