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 into the ground. 

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 we gotta deal with it eventually, 

or the dark 

will eventually show up 

in our branches 

and block out all that great sunlight.