METAMOPHIC

Never again
Will I tear myself up
To fit in
A box
Now unlocked
Under extreme pressure
A sphere has risen
Feeling on top
At the centre
Picking up knowledge
Wisdom
As I roll on
Filling up
On information
Creativity
Having no corners
Or edges
Let me be smooth
Let me move
Float
Rotate
Allowing myself
To metamorph
To different states
Time will end
The sphere will snowball
Melt away
One day
Only to be picked up
By another
A memory
I won’t just slip away

@missloveday | 02.08.2021

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