A cocoon houses secrets within
horrific with ambiguity
who I was will never be again
who I become is lost in abstract

What I will be must fight its way out
find strength that had never existed
move in ways that were once unnatural
force the undefined to be exact

I feel the seams needed to break out
the walls that throttle becoming thin
a world outside waits expectantly
the time approaches when I must act
but the walls of my home breathe with doubt
the world at its end as I begin.