Trying

I kept trying to sew it together

But the fabric was old and fell apart

One day I just quit trying

I was tired, my fingers were bleeding, I was dying

I really don't have an answer of why I stopped

It was as if something disconnected

For many years it was all that possessed me

Then, that morning, when I woke up, I was free

I looked at the rags of what was left

And I didn't care anymore

I started to pack to leave

realizing nothing fit, I began to grieve

It was wrong, after so long

Was the echo that rocked my mind

Belief of childhood rules

Brought the verdict chiseled by fine tools

There had to be a reason for the heart

To feel that empty

Afraid of what was calling

Clinging to the discomfort and stalling

I walked away,

It was the hardest thing I have ever done

I could not stay

The understanding of its love I have today

Raven