The Weight of Caring
Learning to let go:
Of the guilt I carried from violence I suffered
Of the responsibility I was taught to hold for you, me, and all of us.
Of the destructive ways I've treated myself because I thought it was all I deserved
Learning to let go feels like:
a snowflake gently dropping from the sky
but hiding behind it's elegance,
a certain unnerving freedom is reached.
It feels like
Tears drying on your cheeks with a faint look of disbelief.
Letting go
Letting go
go where self-love will take me.
Of the guilt I carried from violence I suffered
Of the responsibility I was taught to hold for you, me, and all of us.
Of the destructive ways I've treated myself because I thought it was all I deserved
Learning to let go feels like:
a snowflake gently dropping from the sky
but hiding behind it's elegance,
a certain unnerving freedom is reached.
It feels like
Tears drying on your cheeks with a faint look of disbelief.
Letting go
Letting go
go where self-love will take me.