s my x: no perfection

it is not all lollipops
covered in foil: it is
not flowers that grow

this is not it at all

what we seek: us red
and us black is an
acceptance: a knowing

understanding glance
that our pain is yours
and yours ours. it is

more than going out

it is emptiness filled
with a sigh of relief
we are by your side

it is laughing: accepting
it is asking for help: not
scowling when it all goes

very wrong, and it will all go
wrong. it has to. because if it
did not then we would not grow 

and God will make us grow
will force it upon us and so why not
stop running, stop chasing, stop to learn
who we are without judgment of perception