Dancing With The Devil

"The devil you know is better than the devil you don't"
... Looking over my shoulder
Eyes reminiscing over foot prints
The grappling that took place
...laughing and crying
Bleeding and sweating

Eyes
Dancing along the foot prints on the ground
Teaching the steps
How you got from there
To here
The wrong decisions
Balled up and littered along the way
I stand
Barefoot
Covered in dirt and cuts
Looking just as cherished as your childhood
That wasn't an ideal
But was still YOUR childhood

Claiming it as yourself, careful not to hold on too tight
Oils, sweat, tears, blood on your hands distorting it
Changing it for fear of being known
Not for the better
You tuck it into your backpack
Give me one final look
One final smile
One final tear
Then continue down the way
Walking to the rhythm of our song
I sing
With you