And this is the part where I realize
that there is still so much of my –self- that needs to be aired out and let go.
My ego is shattering
but the shards keep slicing me open and man, do they cut deep.
I need to cauterize the wound.
But it’s not time.
I am in pieces again.
Spider web like spirals fan across the reflections of my past.
And I am dreaming again.
I realize how much “going through” I’ve left for last.
The light shines through so I know that there is a glimmer of hope.
But I have a long way to go.
A few more sunsets and I’ll know.