This Time Around

Zwei Menschen By Edvard Mucnch

I find it easy to heal you

Seeing that I understand the root of things

The root of your things

You brush everything and under the rug

Not knowing you always leave a trail

I always find where you went wrong

I’m always there to help clean it up

This time around you found a new stop

You directed me to it

We picked it apart

You cleaned it up