Breaking the Threads
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Why do I keep coming back to this little room?
Shut away inside myself
Hiding in my cocoon
Seeing no escape
I am trapped inside of this lonely cocoon
Spun from threads of my insecurities and fears
Is there no way to get out?
Even if I try to rip a one of my threads
They grow and let no change happen
My insecurities taking over me
Making my cocoon thicker
Harder to escape my personal jail
Why is my brain the warden of my prison?
Telling me I can’t get out
Not letting me escape
The weaver of the threads
Making my shell thicker
Keeping me locked up
What is this metamorphosis they speak of?
It sounds so unreal too fearful to even be real
Is it even possible to break one’s shell?
The threads keep on growing relentlessly
Giving me no chance of escape
No chance to change myself
What is that I see?
This little tiny light
It’s growing with every second
Filling up my cocoon
With light and reassurance
My anchored threads now break and fall
What is this feeling?
It fills my wings
My wings now spread and unfold
Breaking my cocoon completely
It now lies lifeless on the ground
A shadow of its former self, myself
Am I really finally free?
I take my first few steps
I am unsteady but confidence and courage soon fill me
I feel it powering my wings
I leap into the sky, taking flight towards my new life
I have changed