Mother walks towards me briskly with her arms stretching wide

A scene not so familiar, yet many others have seen worldwide.

What is it about a hug from a mother that makes you feel embraced with warmth and grace?

I can only imagine the comfort it brings.

Does it make your heart sing?

Yearning for this moment.

I feel her arms closing in

and still.

There is a chill

And my heart starts whispering.

"What is this warmth that so many others have seen?"

I wouldn't know.

I've never known.

I may never.

Know.

With a blink of an eye Earth's doorway, let me in.

A newborn star embracing the adventure that awaits within.

To feel, to love, to grow again and again.

Memories, laughter, joy, sin.

One blink. Two blinks. Welcome to the end.

The time is now to close the door dear friend.

The deceit, the lies, must end.

This journey has gone on for far too long.

This decision to part was not made on a whim.

The thing is. You're not my friend. You are the ghost that haunts me within.

You have held me back from healing and from seeing myself for who I really am.

But my heart is now armored like a shell protecting the sand.

The waves may brush by but you can no longer come in.

I deserve to blossom and now I can.

The time is now to close the door and to be my own friend.