We wasted it so.
We wasted our souls.
Like storm clouds
we broke out
and flooded the seeds
we needed to grow.

You held on to me.
You tried hard to see
when I rebounded
from breakdowns
that seemed to wear down
your strong spirit
that you needed to go on.

We were stranger than fiction
through our contradictions.
You drifted within me
I poured within you;
your currents of reason
to my torrents of questions.
We were drowning in unison.

But as you freed me
and I freed you
and we were both freed
by the eternal source of
freedom, we need to keep
on doing our part in what
we need to keep on being free.