Escaping the Familiar

I feel it slipping, fluttering, nearly gone The seed of familiarity, to which I have been holding on And each time it slips from me I… I grow uncertain and unsure Am I ready for what lurks just around the corner? I was safe guarded once there, And I have found stability, love, and care here Now I must break through the casing of that wondrous seed Break through the confines that have been slipping slowly Chip, Chip, chip away- the outside looks so lonely Chip, chip, chip away- I can only pray I’ll find my way Escaping the familiar- what comes after today?