To myself,

let go, small child

big girl in this world of confusion

bad men and good men,

pretty lights and shattered bulbs.

 

letting go is hard anna

its okay

you think you have let go,

but what you carry behind your back speaks louder.

 

honesty towards yourself

these horrors you keep

its okay that they made you weak.

see, now you are making them pretty?

but you can't dwell.

 

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