Patches

After two years, some things can no longer be fixed

Two years
We spent in the heat, we spent in the home, we spent as one
Two years
We strived for perfection
Always working, always changing, always fixing
From the start we were fixing
For two years we’ve had a hole in our boat
For two years that hole has been abused
We tried nailing cardboard over the hole
We tried gluing the pieces together
We tried steel, metal, wood, rope, cloth, superglue and caulk
For two years we were always going back to that hole
Always patching it up
But nothing ever sustained
No permanent fix
For two years the hole has gotten bigger
Our boat slowly filling up
Not with love
But with weight
Burden of destruction
And defeat
For two years we’ve struggled to stay afloat
But now all we’ve got left to keep going
Are pieces of the deck
an oar-less lifeboat
and a rusty anchor that we’ve never thrown
For two years
We’ve been ignoring the solution to that hole in our boat
It’s time for a new ship to steer
A new boat without any damaged holes
Without anything to fix from the beginning
A new boat
That I will wave to you from.