This Same Sky -- © 2011 Todd Jackson

20 years ago a hold out, devout,
leaving who and why lost in the air.
And all the rules that were implied, inside.
Don't matter now, obsolete and unfair.

And I hear you begin up the stairs again,
resentfully kind and bitter through the end.

This same sky, that used to hold morning fire,
is pressing down, with short shadowed desire.
This same mind, that thought in clear blue misbelief,
is tearing down all I built underneath...
This same sky.

And all the things you thought you'd hold to, mold you.
Losing altitude and fading from your eye.
The walls moved in while you were dozing, closing
off your air with no breath to say goodbye.

If I said the words you'd shatter, in tatters,
starring at the man who thinks he's a boy.
The truth came in fast and storming, warning,
of dreams and wishes that fold like a toy.

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