Second nature.

I wished you were not so crazy,  erratic and misplaced, I never thought that our troubles where double graced,

For who may learn the lesson,  the young lady in the mirror,  I heard the sound of her heart Becoming clearer

had she not known About me either,  we two were the same , But neither one would learn that trust, until we found the flame,

now the possibilities lie so engaging with the heart, Could her fragile nature win, or wilderness depart, 

for I was the predominant one, who overcome the years,  and like a coward she would run with salty wayward tears,

hidden in  a corner I felt her rendered please , and there I found myself again,  down on bended knees,

Dark days would capture her like a gothic maze or puzzle piece, the way she strangled all those thoughts, underlying her own peace,

but monster’s  never seem inactive and neither would they crease to prove, that every inner workings of soul as it may move,

comes as a decision or and act of love we take for Granted,  and any seed that light may touch, when watered well and planted, 

sprouts a flower from the stem and grows it’s roots below the earth, but never should we disvalue what our second natures worth .