It's been a lifetime since I have

            Allowed myself to fall

            Allowed my walls to be broken

            Allowed my body to sway

            in the inconsistencies of life.

And here I find myself

Laying in a puddle

Face down on my own cement  -

The walls are cracking

And I cover my head with my frail arms

For when they give away,

I will be left naked

            Exposed

            Vulnerable

And you will be standing in the clear

Waiting for me.

 

I am broken, but I've been holding on

            To my pieces

            To my scatter

            To my fragments

And here I find myself

Clutching them for dear life -

My nails are digging into the palms of my hands.

Your presence

Has disrupted my pattern.

Has confused my routine.

Has forced open my bloody hands

            And as you wipe them clean

            And smile

You collect the pieces

And put them in your pocket.

 

It has been a lifetime since I have

            Allowed my mind to break its mould

            Allowed my eyes to see.

            Allowed my feet to lift from their solid grounding.

And here I find myself

Eyes bright, mind free and flying.

It frightens my sense of stability

And although my head attempt to pull me down

My spirit soars and feels no fear.

And you are soaring too

Next to me, reminding me

            To breathe

            To speak up

And in that moment my fear melts

And the walls lay broken down around me.