We all have patterns,
but I want to break mine
to be free from the endless repeat,
the cycle spinning in my mind.
Believing in absence,
holding on too long,
hoping things will change,
betting on the emotionally unavailable.
Little by little,
I chip away at my heart,
digging deeper into my soul,
losing pieces of myself
until I am unrecognizable,
too far gone.
Like a true crab, I retreat,
withdrawing into my shell,
waiting for the world to feel safe again.
But life will burn me,
again and again,
until I break the pattern,
and set myself free.
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