The Path Created by Distance

A poem about people who are far away from each other because of the own boundaries they have created in their minds.

Planting the seeds from a lifetime away.

I'll water the slow ache that pounds in our hearts

Believing it will create the path. 

The sense of doubt circles on top of our heads. 

The forbidden blood on my hands scream out.

I'll the stain the roses with the shades of red. 

The wounds that survive in our minds and souls,

Coloured by the sun burning the ground,

the flowers of ideas grow.

The colours that bring us to this place.

The path we have arrived belongs, 

to the flowers that grow on the side

Once water by the lives we thought we owned.