When hugs become constricting

when hugs are constricting
A bird with a wing
A wing that’s been broken
And it’s healed.
It healed while holding tight
Tight against itself.
An inward hug
Turned into a subconscious shield.
Years removed it now soars
Higher than before
With a self-assured ease
But even still,
The wing holds tight
A scar internalized
But hugs turn constricting
When held too long
The bird creating its own cage
Through a fear so internalized
It doesn’t realize it’s there.
But fly, little bird,
And slowly stretch that wing out.
Little by little,
The muscles will stretch
No quicker than necessary
But watch how it opens up
Your playful dance with the wind

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