The Struggling Butterfly

From the early years of your, then, incomprehensible youth,

You'd walk around doing what cute little kids would do,

But, you always knew your inner truth.

Barely recognizing your world existence,

You, daily, felt the energy of your soul's essence.

Becasue you were s oyoung it started as a burning flame,

Seeing it on TV or hearing it on the radio,

The art of expression and beauty beckoned your name.

Days, months, then years pass by,

and your soul's passion has not began to be fulfilled.

For the flame is now a a scorching fire,

and you are losing your self-will.

After trying to figure out where and why your motivation has gone,

You slowly realize the the resistance isn't you at tall.

Living with Support and Stone who are suppose to be a team,

Instead, playing issent emotional tug a war,

leaving only Support to help breathe life into your dream.

You try to rely on Support's efforts and your self confidennce alone,

Becasue with all your being,

you want to succed in your passions more than the universe knows.

As nature goes through seasons,

you have too.

Becoming very wise, mature, and eager to do what you're meant to do.

Your mind says, "Finally!" but,

your heart feels wounded and weak.

Your soul says, "I've been ready, what's wrong with your feet?!"

You don't know understand where these conflicting emotions are coming from,

Support has been there for you the best they can,

along with your optimism.

But, you're missing someone...

It's Stone, miles away, however physically present.

Stone abhors bonding with the family beyond the surface,

while running in and out the, should be, home.

Should you leave Support with Distant Stone,

and don't look back?

Or fight for Support to come with you,

and tell Stone, "Take that?!"

While torn on what to do,

your destiny's fire is becoming wild.

"Oh No!, we can't afford to hesitate," it yells,

"no time for tears now child!".

Support's love is starting to get tough with you,

knowing your capablilties to fly.

"Don't worry your self over 'ol Stone", Support cautioned,

"you're losing sight of the sky!".

Your love runs infinite for Support,

but you're frustrated to understand Stone's heart.

You look around the environment you're in,

hearing Support's voice...

and figure this is a start.

Standing tall, you beginn to spread your wings,

thinking to yourself...

"At the end of the day, I want this for me!"

You lift one trembling foot of the reciprocating branch,

lean forward, and say...

"It's not going to be easy, but I'm going to be free from this day!".