At Least For Now
Curled up
Trapped within
A living shell
I slam against it
Scratch at it
Work harder than I ever have
But even when
It is open
I still am not free
I fight towards the surface
Through my world
In the dark
Sometimes
I nearly
Lose my breath
Other times
I am trapped
Under the weight
Once in a while
I see a flash
Of light
But quickly
The dark consumes it
Again
Then finally
One wonderful day
I break the surface
I awe
At this beautiful new
Addition to my world
I know
That this may
Not last
I know that
Tomorrow
I could begin to wilt
Tomorrow
I could be crushed
Under a boot
Tomorrow
A storm
Could wash me away
But for now
I push these worries
Away
Because
At least for now
I do not care
Because
At least for now
I am free
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