Friday, April 21, 2017

begonia skies

Here I am, on the inside of this bubble
Noticing all the things on the outside
They emerge from a dream-like state
Offering themselves as keys to my future
All these pieces to growing up

Sometimes I take one into my bubble
Just so I can examine it closely
And if I'm too scared, I push it back out
And it floats off, but it never leaves me
A needle is slowly approaching

I will choose to pop my bubble, and it scares me
I will take on these things one by one and win
My head and heart, they doubt each other, my spirit doubts both of them
I try not to step back in fear
I am holding a slip of paper in my left hand that says I can do it

1 comment:

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