The Underground Garden: Freed Lives

 

You ever watch someone die in front of you?
Just never survive the pain that they’ve been through

Have you ever had to let go of a drowning man
Because he kept holding on to the anchor while cutting into your hand
You couldn’t keep your feet planted firmly in the sand
Their rescue isn’t part of their plan.

You ever watch a fighter give up?
Allow themselves to stay stuck
Dive into the quicksand wanting it to hurry up
Throwing you deuces proclaiming
“That’s what’s up!”
Their not giving a fuck.

You ever watch someone you love become their self?
Realize their life has been hidden on a bookshelf
The stories you’ve been told are cards dealt
To play House
Play the House
Realize they were homeless seeking a way out
To not go in
And read those books between bookends.

You ever try to get someone to accept their truth just so they can Move?

You ever been witness to the love of a lie?

You ever watch someone die?+

You ever lost a friend?
Ever been the lost new beginning?
Ever been the unnecessary?
The trigger.

You ever grow tired of your pain being the result of another’s brokenness?
Of your loyalty bandaging up your heart so you can go at it again
And try to mend wings.

You ever have to leave someone comfortable in their bondage?
You ever try to share your courage?

You ever watch someone die in front of you?

Pray their rest makes them come to.
Leave flowers to their name
The one with stories only you can repeat if you choose

You ever said hello to a memory after saying goodbye to a reality?
You ever walk ahead grieving?
You ever leave behind a lung for another’s breathing
Then have it delivered back through God’s seeing

You ever cut a cord?

Then what I’m saying You Know.

You ever try not to judge the people you love?

In Memory of the Ones Who Choose Pain.
Live In Peace

 

 

Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect.

 

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