It isn't love; it's madness.
Can't you already see the
change in me? No longer
sheltering myself from
memories and sunlight.
I wonder how others
are more accepting, more
forgiving of the cyclones
they pushed into existence.
Because I'm still spinning
from the sheer exposure
of life outside what I protected.
An illuminating transition;
I'm not who I should be,
who God expects me to be
and I know I can pull away
yet these eyes have tasted
another law, another light -
a resistance to my dissociation.
I'm suddenly the butterfly
learning I could have escaped
reality, my own reflection...
and my wings are dusty yet
rising up and away from
my glory days.
-
"It's a slow fade
when you give yourself away."
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Written 12/02/15 @ 11:14 AM
Last two lines are lyrics from "Slow Fade" by: Casting Crowns
