buried to bloom

you may remember me - if not, i'll remember for you.

if it stings, like love taken too soon - oddly, you're doing something right.

if it hurts like broken bones, then you're in need of some healing.

you aren't wasting time,

don't let them fool you - it's endless,

it's hurting because it's becoming uncomfortable in this form.

it's time again, time to grow.

that's just how it is.

a pain as a baby and even worse once you become conscious.

to truly grow means you must seek the depths,

seek to conquer them, dive into great strain, dynamically - be human.

seek new beginnings; the honest truth.

settle into the rhythm of change and choice.

time is an illusion, i've held her myself.

- 4:11