The voice of Reason isn't something
we always like
we spend most of our time denying it,
shutting it out
and nailing the dog door for good measure
but it's THERE.
Waiting just outside.
And sometimes I wonder:
Can you hear me?
Because I hear you and what I hear
It hurts like a train going past your window at three in the morning;
the way being left behind is like a cookie-cutter punched through the soul;
and I hear all of this.
Maybe not all, but enough
and aren't you tired?
So while you may not want to hear me I'll stay.
I'll sit on the stoop by the back door and wait,
wait for you
because what good is the voice of Reason is there's no one
to reason with?
Let me be frank.
We need each other in a way neither of us though possible,
and to heal
and to grow.
I will break you and scar you and leave you in your own filthy mess
but I won't go far.
You will curse me and stone me and call me a g*ddam liar
but we know the truth.
We hurt alone but we are alone together
sounds like a promise.
We've heard our fair share of promises,
Many of them never came to fruition when we needed them most and Reason
told us it was a foolish dream from the start.
But let's dream anyway.
Let's listen to Reason and take it at its word because reason is more than just rational
Reason is purpose.
So maybe we unbolt the door this one time.