Metamorphosis

“I feel like I’m melting into something else
I feel like shattered glass floating around 
In search of it’s missing pieces,
As though I am no longer what I used to be;
But know not who I’m becoming.
I feel the warmth of fire in my heart 
spreading through all the cracks,
as if trying to weld the broken parts.
But it’s waiting for me to let go of something — 
— Things that I have tethered myself to.
Will I ever be whole again - as I used to be?
Or is this metamorphosis?”

-d.h.