~Fall of an Idiocracy~
Healing comes in waves,
stop & start, push & pull, come & go.
Healing is a sticky zipper jamming up,
healing is a wall with the paper peeling off,
healing is the trees losing their leaves as the cold sets in.
Because it has to get worse before it gets better.
And now that we've reached rock bottom, we can only rise from here.
Down with steel walls, and conflicting lies,
down with those helping for the benefit of their selfishness,
down with the hazy, toxic clouds smothering our existence.
'Cause the dead ends have been clipped,
the thorns trimmed, and the vines wrangled.
We can grow from here.
~end~
To a new beginning, everyone. To a new beginning. <3
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