I have been watching myself for years.
It has taken years to destroy each knot
each rule, each limit, and each principle
to finally accept that a fractured self is still capable of wholeness.
Chains and fences and harsh lines
These things I built up so tightly
for a sense of purpose and identity.
Proximity to perfection is not synonymous with safety
Although it can feel that there is no truer guideline
than one's own.
We must allow space to fail and meet our limits
meet our shadows
connect with our benefactor, humility.
To constantly be running toward an undetermined end
is to be critical with no reward.
When will you ever be good enough for yourself
if you never stop to sit and look around.