DUSTY OLD BOX

Healing was right around the corner,

packed away in a dusty old box and labeled with tape.

It was too bad you moved before you saw the transformation,

that you now only hear about as she whipped herself into shape.

It’s not all about affirmation,

but your silence is deadly.

I have chosen to move on

to something more steady.

A world in the unknown as I’ve just woken up.

It’s something you can’t fathom or drink from your cup.

It’s too much for your mind as you all play it safe,

afraid to make mistakes and to surrender to the chafe.

It’s not pretty and it hurts,

but no one ever promised growth would divert.

For a seed to flourish, it must come undone at the seams,

and to those outside, it looks like the destruction of dreams.

Healing was right around the corner,

packed away in a dusty old box and labeled with tape.

It was too bad you moved before you saw the transformation,

that you now only hear about as she whipped herself into shape.

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