Release from bondage

Maybe grief will always live inside of me

Like a fluttering butterfly that sometimes

Has broken free of its long dark sojourn

Within its cocoon

Maybe grief will always rise

Each time I feel forsaken by my trust in you

That always seems to drop my soul

Onto the stony ground

And leave my heart

Torn in two

What can I do to break free of this?

There must be something

Do I always want to be grieving

For every time I let the abandonment replay?

It that not what they say is

Repetition compulsion?

Sometimes joy surprises me

When I open to the truth of how I feel

And stop looking to you

I may have a lot more work to do

To become independent of these chains that bind

Me

To the same old same old

Pain

But surely it is possible

Some way

Surely there is a way for that butterfly to fly

Freely

And taste the sweet relief

Of joy

And release from bondage