Firewood

I like the way things are now: How I can stand at the edge The sidewalk stopping Cars flying by, missing everything Without feeling so tempted to run To get away Because where I am now is fine. Sun reminds me Rushing through dirty windows In the front seat of my mother's car Pink flowers blossom on the corner "Jesus saves and forgives," scrawled In dripping white spray paint On the back of some poor soul's Chevy The world growing Buildings shrinking With brick walls to hold me up Stalemated against you on the last day of January I laughed it off Familiarity that's become unnatural And this time I don't have to play pretend I still cried that night Tears gone as quickly as they'd come For fear that the happiness would do the same No-- Tears of joy, That was joy Running down my face in droplets As He smiled at me Eyes lighting on fire A flame never burned out But only in need of rekindling You said "might as well" And I took it for everything it wasn't Silently screaming, "Never again." As God lit a match And set me free