Pen in Motion

I saw a tattoo today that reminded me of life –

 supposed to be a tree with branches

reaching up

and roots digging deep underground.

I know the roots are black

for a reason,

but it got me thinking about us,

people and society

and all the darkness we try to hide

where no one can see.

Or maybe we think no one can see it.

We try to show off our light

and keep the darkness below the ground,

you know,

what lies beneath the dirt.

But that’s our roots –

all hurt and black and bruises and stuff

we don’t want to acknowledge.

But maybe we’re hiding less from others

and more from ourselves.

But that’s our roots and we gotta deal with it eventually,

or the dark will eventually show up

in our branches

and block out all that great sunlight.