Different Words

It's not 

What I thought 

It would be

The shape 

Is different 

The sound

Is different 

The ground is different,

Moss and rose petals

So just maybe,

I'll settle

For a good thing

A soft thing 

An often

Too good to be true

don't let it get

lost thing

And yes

It's unfamiliar 

Not a smooth path 

But not rocky 

No broken glass

No hidden gaps

No falling

Over myself 

Less missteps

Misdirection 

Less mindless 

Motions 

It's fluid

But no ocean

And I'm afraid

But I'm open

The idea is

That I could be

Broken 

But maybe this

Could be a balm

My escape from the storms 

My new version of calm

This could soothe 

Years of desperation

Depsite my

Inclination 

To run 

Maybe I'll settle for some

Kind of perfect

Not the one I pictured 

But maybe 

Still worth it

Maybe still

Hurting 

Might be still burning

Maybe expecting nothing 

Has somehow

Landed me somewhere

Worth toughing

It out for

Maybe 

The tables

Have turned in my favor 

It's not what

I imagined 

And maybe

I'll labor

Getting it right

Staying the night

Staying the course

Maybe something's missing 

But maybe 

The more

Will balance the scales

Bring me some peace 

I get that healing

Means

I have to lose

Who 

I used to be, to be free

And maybe 

I'll settle 

For the possibility 

Of who I become 

Out from

Under the thumb

Of all the fears

I've harbored 

Maybe I'll settle

For knowing 

I can have easy

Without working harder

Without be hardened 

I can finally 

Take down 

All of these walls

Maybe there's something 

To all of this journey 

Maybe I'm learning 

Maybe settling 

Can also be earning 

The chance to be still

To take a breath

To plant roots

The picture is different 

But maybe

I can settle down 

To enjoy 

The view