I finally felt when it broke. Grief was consuming me like A bird that was hurt but healed Knows can fly but is tried down by a string only I can break. Then when I finally found the strength to fly I crashed. Crashed like a plane with no pilots. But then came another bird A pilot on board And finally helped me break this porelain wall. So fragile so weak; when it was finally broke Stacks of feelings flooded out like a dam that was bound to break. -red