New grates

You're gonna feel a way
When the wind whips at you
In the whirlwind of change
And you're loosening and losing all the things that can't stay
And the wind around the bend begins to howl and bay
And everything unbound loses ground dismayed
Here's something not so secret…
You might feel some pain
That's a symptom of your schisms
You should feel each, they
Show what you really care about,
the realist way,
But anything unreal can't be fake,
And sometimes what's been sealed forsaken,
No heal if no break,
No deal but your take,
Old heals while new grates