Strings Poem by Amanda Lawson

how could you see through the darkness around me?
i guess your eyes pierced it's blackness like knives, and you found me...
a tangled mess about to throw it away,
but you stepped in, and now what can i say except that
after days of thinking about some things,
i've been able to cut some strings.
now i'm floating up above this place,
i can still see your face, never to erase.
i'm finally able to believe in things like destiny,
how this was meant to be.
i'll never question what to do....just take your hand and fly with you.
cutting strings one by one, i'll work it out with you,
the one who can always hear the things that i'm thinking about.
even before my thoughts become words, i can see them in your eyes,
and i know that you heard me.
i can tell you there was never suspicion; i'm amazed at the clearness of your thoughts and visions.
each moment with you sparks my ambitions, and together we execute each step with precision.
after days of thinking about some things,
i've been able to cut some strings.
now i'm floating up above this place,
i can still see your face, never to erase.
i'm finally able to believe in things like destiny,
how this was meant to be.
i'll never question what to do....just take your hand and fly with you.
string one is my anxiety
string two is being held down by a shallow society
string three is riddled with doubt
string for is living with or living without
you taught me if what i wanted was change, that it was something only i could arrange.
we crossed paths, and you saw me misguided.
we are looking for the same thing, and i think together we can find it.
how could you see through the darkness around me?
i guess your eyes pierced it's blackness like knives, and you found me...
a tangled mess about to throw it away,
but you stepped in, and now what can i say except that
after days of thinking about some things,
i've been able to cut some strings.
now i'm floating up above this place,
i can still see your face, never to erase.
i'm finally able to believe in things like destiny,
how this was meant to be.
i'll never question what to do....just take your hand and fly with you.
cutting strings one by one, i'll work it out with you,
the one who can always hear the things that i'm thinking about.
even before my thoughts become words, i can see them in your eyes,
and i know that you heard me.
i can tell you there was never suspicion; i'm amazed at the clearness of your thoughts and visions.
each moment with you sparks my ambitions, and together we execute each step with precision.
after days of thinking about some things,
i've been able to cut some strings.
now i'm floating up above this place,
i can still see your face, never to erase.
i'm finally able to believe in things like destiny,
how this was meant to be.
i'll never question what to do....just take your hand and fly with you.
i know what i want now these ties have been cut;
it feels good to know the only way that i can go is up.
my mind is set free, and this feeling intensifies.
the aura around us is glowing, it mystifies those who can see it
and those who can not.
it reminds them of something they only think they forgot.
oh look! there she goes!
they wonder if they will miss her....
i cut the strings, and you gave me the scissors.

(november 2006)