Gold.

I see fear in strong faces
Between healed bones
And night bruises
Strength carved out in hollow chests
We are all empty
Trying to cause our selves pain
In the name of art
Figuring out where we fit
Into the bigger picture
The picture we had no part in creating
I try, with the assumption that you'll do the same
But disappointment can be seductive
Hang over you like a tree that
Has started to decay
They mimic hollowed out bones in my face
You've gotten older
You do not smell as sweet
Your hair different shades of grey
And you wear worried like
Steel armour
But you haven't changed
Still dancing in circles
That put carousels to shame
Still illuminating the dark with
Reds and blues
Yellows and greens
A kaleidoscope or wonderment
A beacon of easy days
That have yet to come
I need you
To shine out the darkness that
Slowly found its way in
Things can be heavy
And I can not carry It all
Alone