Kelly Zion

(11/27/1994)

There Can Be


I've grown up past my years,
I live in a world I never was born,
I'm in love with a place that doesn't exist,
but there can be.

An alternate self could never survive
in a world where I have already died
even my half that never was made
wouldn't stand on the tracks and wait for the train,
wouldn't try to run away
but there can be.

For all of the emptiness that's never been filled,
I take up a place to big for myself
I look past the darkness and then I can see
all that there can be.

To a place where we don't have to hurt
where relationships actually work
and where we are always sure
that there can be.

Only a grimace left in the past
stands in my way so I cannot pass
it wants to never let me go free,
but you've left the cage door open for me
and there can be.

Submitted: Thursday, April 25, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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