Still Living

When we were twins
We were the same
We built a bridge
I was beside you I was inside you
We were the same

When I had tools of sight
You gave me broken things to see
We tangled

Now Im full when I want to be empty
My sight seeing, looking back at me
My sight, speaking
Visions reflecting visions to infinity

Shared sight
Scattered and gathered
Tucked in place
Composed like a nest
Comforting, the touch 

Ignore the red (for me, please)
That pushes at the edge
Im busy finding insane beauty

Were not the same
But all the same
You know me as yourself 
You can see my heart beat
In a still photograph

Hold it (please)
With delicate touch
Preserved for when I emerge from black waters
I will do the same 
For you