Images from a codependent life |
| Two fallen leaves Whisked upon the wind, Left standing near a pile Both tall end up. One straightness from The laws of gravity Mutually bending. Drawn together Like magnets straining, Almost blending, From a cluster form of Fall. The heavy humid attraction Has drawn the two to one Random dewdrop, Perpetual glue, Left to the world, And the next swoosh. They swirl together. These two fallen leaves Becoming a locomotion In accapello harmony. A journey through time As one, Disguised In two parts. But two can't be one Harmony becomes Empassioned pleas To find self-identity. Life unsupervised. And more problems. Codependents need help To not so depend And suspend their other. Two cannot be one. Codependents try, And end up miserable. |