I can feel myself breaking, with each and every passing day cracks and chips slowly carving away braking and fissuring in a beautiful on my soul.
Breaking me free of the pain breaking me free into the unknown.
I know this must happen I want this to happen, to see myself change feel myself change
I don't want to, I feel a piece of myself pull and grab and mend, trying desperately to hold it together
I'm so tired of holding, of craking and mending
This beautiful dance hurts, it feels so good but it hurts so much...
Is this change,, love, desire want?
Is this who I've come to be?
I'm scared, I don't want to face the unknown yet, but I want to run away in to the dark see the new the old, feel the water and sun...
But I need to stay,, I can't beak not yet, so this dance must continue
This beautiful and painful dance of my soul, these chains losen every day by day by year,
Yet again I need to hide... this glow brighter than the sun must be hidden by the eclipse... and yet I feel it passing