Grenade

 Grenade

He invisibly existed

While I was the grenade

That burst him into color

To sunlight out of shade

“How it burns!” He cried

As I applied my soul

Knitting him together

To try and make him whole

He hated all the pain

So I wrapped his heart in mine

Exposing all my tissue

To years of scars and lines

A spirograph of sadness

Winding in and flowing down

Tearing at my insides

Caught up in all the sounds

Upon waking he was gone

As if he were never there

On to better, brighter things

To breathe in different air

I was ravaged and alone

So I burned down all the lies

Then curled up inside his ghost

And wept for wasted time

But now I try to live again

As I have each time before

But please, dear God, this time I beg

Make me wiser for the war

I’m brave enough and full of fire

But unguarded in my heart

Take my hand and lead me through

To a new and hopeful start