The Cocoon
I keep wanting and wanting to catch up with this thing,
The words in my head would make this page sing!
But, I'm losing the words as they travel along,
From heart to my head, back and forth, like a song.
It's a thing of beauty one really could say,
That in 6 months I have come a long way.
From tears in my pillow and fear in my eyes,
From dark clouds above me and thunder in skies,
I came from the darkness and the sunshine came through,
I knew that others had felt that way too.
Time heals all wounds, the scar will always be there,
It shows those around us we know how to care,
I can love and lose and wade through the shit,
Though sometimes it felt like a bottomless pit.
I thought I was done, I was finished with men,
New sense of being, I'm beginning again.
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