You told me to write down
my feelings on this book.
You said that I don't have to tell
anyone anything.

But you forget to mention that,
It's not okay to carry the weight of those words with me
Or,
Engrave those words into my heart,
and let the ink bleed into my heart.

You forget to tell me that it's okay,
Even if those words cut me deep,
mentally and physically.
You'll be okay,
only if you choose to let it go.