together

once we wore the weight of the living
now relinquished we are free
together we watch as the sun sinks behind the city
reminding us we are one in a place of many

so often the din of the silent drew us closer
despite the silence we invited the words formed on our lips
spilling into and filling the spaces
we once left behind for others

the ambiance of us overtook this space
where once our sullen figures dwelled
leading no one to nowhere
our presence the shadow of the overlooked

today we sit among the ruin of us
rejoicing in the solitude of survival
a peace we brought to the carnage that was us
to learn to step again one foot in front of the other

the ink which stains this image, a black and lasting symbol
of the struggle we endured through tear and rain alike
as we each reached for the brass ring
clearly meant for anothers grasp