"Your heart must break," she says to me,

And then you shall be free.

But, in truth it has broken a thousand times before,

How does that which is shattered, break even more?

Barely held together with strands of thread, old patches and glue,

I wonder what it is that I'm being led to do.

Perhaps the fear of another fall,

Led me to build this invisible wall?

If no one can get close enough to hurt me,

It would seem that's as safe as I could possibly be.

But over time one begins to see

that living apart from others is devastatingly empty,

And there is a great pain inside

from living in separation and trying to hide.

Perhaps she is right,

It's time to release my fright,

To slowly and gradually let down the wall, to walk out into the dark night.

Knowing that, though there may be pain, especially at first,

in the end, that love will flow in to quench my thirst.

-David Dybdal