All of this Time

All of this time
Through sweat soaked nightmares
And shivering daylight blur
I’m pitiful and cry and wonder why
I’m broken, cracked and crumbling
Pieces of me shedding and molting
Ugly, bare, crooked and revolting
Is it possible that this is meant to be
A new and hopeful reality
This sloughing off of the old me
Is simply and painfully
A metamorphosis
I am sewn and glued and screwed
Perfectly imperfect
A creation of a novel view
Just enough
To allow the sun to shine through
The cracks in my foundation
And dry up my nights
And warm up my days
All of this time


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