the funeral of your fears(for sagal)

you’ve insisted
on holding a funeral
for what lies between you and i
hurt from past loves and present families
force you to drive the nails in with vigor
rampant periods of silence
punctuated by bouts of tears
all of this i hear
sealed away in a casket
built with fine mahogany and sharpened fear
can’t you comprehend
that this grave will never hold me
that this funeral will do nothing
but give birth to me
as a new sun etched into the folds of your heart?
even now i am breaking free
pounding on boards
punching and clawing at this darkness
fighting the good fight
for the beauty of you
until this casket erupts
and i stand before you
unscathed
strong
and all the more convinced
that the funeral you wished to take place
was for your fears
and not for me.

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