Change
A concept we can’t understand
Yet integrated into our lives
A statue unmovable
Until the smallest hammer
Breaks
Shatters it apart
Change something i have never been good with
A
heartbreak
of
goodbyes
Constantly feeling i care more than they do
Leaving something
Someone
Someplace behind
A piece of me
broken
Lost forever
never replaced
Change a sea
A mountain
A universe
Forever coming in
Crashing down
Crushing me
I dramatize everything
I am too much
Everything is too much
Change
Often i picture myself stagnant
Stuck in one place
And
I
Freeze
I am as terrified of this
as i am of moving forward
But change wraps me in it’s cold embrace
Change
Am i scared of it?
Or is it scared of me?
Sometimes i am scared of me
I want to change
Want to be more than i am
More than my circumstances
But i believe
I can never change
Change
How can one change when chains pull you down
Down
Deeper
than the ocean floor
Straight to Hade’s den itself
Persephone smiles at you
Hand outstretched
Berries shining
Change
Sometimes
In the light of the morning
Rays of the sun
dancing across my skin
Kissing me awake
I fool myself into believing
Change is a good thing
That change can bring a renewing of
Mind
Body
Spirit
Change
Everyday we change
The world moving with our without us
Accepting
Rejecting
It’s all irrelevant
Because when the small hammer hits the statue
The mountain
Is coming down
Whether we are ready or not
Change
