breaking

i'm tired of everyone breaking up.
breaking hearts, breaking connections, breaking
free of the confines of "nothing is working".
broken vows and broken promises leaving
broken pieces for someone else to pick up.
i'm tired of picking up.

henceforth may we all drink from the same chalice
and wake up entwined as the human spirit.
henceforth let us leave our promises and vows
in our hearts where they can't hurt anyone else.
henceforth we shall not fear the falling -
into pieces that cannot be put back together
because we are guarding that which can break us.

Your Protector

I met my destroyer on the train.
He was gaunt and wearing a trash bag blanket.
His eyes were bloodshot-tired.
He could barely speak.
I knew him instantly - he was born in my soul, after all.
He once broke my heart without trying.
He is now broken.

I met my rival at the front door.
She said, "I came to warn you ... he's not worth fighting for."
Her eyes were cold-calculated.
She could barely stand
- still, I knew her instantly.
She was standing where I used to, after all.
She once took without trying.
She is now taken.

I met my truth inside my home.
He was bearded and naked.
His eyes were kind-comfort.
He could barely catch his breath.
He spoke instantly - truth keeps nothing hidden after all.
He once saved me without even trying.
I am now saved.