Maybe we are standing in the same place.
Feet on the edge looking out
Knees to the floor searching for an answer, waiting
and wondering like it's going to come around the corner
loud with headlights.
And that's when she said she would be praying for
I didn't know painless clarity existed.
I thought clarity only came with hard steps forward
or red mark mistakes that keep us awake late.
But she insists it does.
I believe her.