Seams

Seams

My seams loosen releasing frayed string.
Falling apart at the slightest tug.
I pull and pull proving my insanity.
With this connection to her I unravel.
It seems my seams exist for this.

Those seams reveal a forthcoming light.
My concrete cell creates pitch.
Darkest before the dawn.
Dawn brings a happiness lost.
Dawn releases me from the binding seams.

The seams of this life bring an epiphany.
Wide eye staring, big smile blaring.
Carry me away upon this tranquil river.
Seems these seams swiftly weave together.
Shall I forget the looming thought of fray?