Recovery

I got rid of these words 
So many times before
They always find their way
back to my throat 
(Or else I'll overflow)

Maybe I just shouldn't rush 
this post-surgery recovery 
By ripping off my sutures 
They hold me back together 
So I’ll just hush

In due time, when I'm ready,
This wound will be healed
The stitches will fall out naturally 
As neat as they must seem
That's not how I am meant to be 
Their function is temporary

And the scars will always remind me
Not to play with hazard warnings 

Maybe I just shouldn't rush 
this post-surgery recovery 
By ripping off my sutures 
They hold me back together 
So I’ll just hush

(Embracing endings makes room
for graceful forms of art to come through)

Singer-songwriter, raw acoustic folk, emotional, fingerstyle guitar, intimate vocals, warm, organic, acoustic.