I’ve thought a little you see
And In no way am I scared of thee
I’m ready to be redefined and redefine what everything could be
I feel a dragon burning from my depths
Warming my soul for the ice ahead
Preparing this shell to be no longer a home
Like a catipilar from a cocoon
I will fly like a butterfly
But with a rage of this dragon
No home with or without
Yet stronger and mightier than a stout
A brewery of blood and wise
To help see through all who disguise
© Jessica Stull