Incredulous, at first glance.
The first revelation.
Though acceptance is,
more often than not,
easier SAID than DONE.
The ties that bind
The wings that crumble
To reveal those vulnerable, aching shells
The facades of which we hide behind.
Pulling,
tugging,
holding on.
Yet, with half a mind
To let go.
Conscience.
A double-edged sword.
The first revelation.
Though acceptance is,
more often than not,
easier SAID than DONE.
The ties that bind
The wings that crumble
To reveal those vulnerable, aching shells
The facades of which we hide behind.
Pulling,
tugging,
holding on.
Yet, with half a mind
To let go.
Conscience.
A double-edged sword.
