It weighs on my shoulders;
It’s stored in my knees.
The shame I carry,
Brings me to my knees.
While I try to balance,
Downward dog yoga.
The premature wrinkles,
Wobbling on my knees.
It makes sense they’ve aged,
Crumbling against the weight.
I release as I breathe -
I release as I ooze ****** -
I release as I paint -
I release as I reconcile -
I release as I integrate.
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 7:21 AM UTC
It weighs on my shoulders;
It’s stored in my knees.
The shame I carry,
Brings me to my knees.
While I try to balance,
Downward dog yoga.
The premature wrinkles,
Wobbling on my knees.
It makes sense they’ve aged,
Crumbling against the weight.
I release as I breathe -
I release as I ooze ****** -
I release as I paint -
I release as I reconcile -
I release as I integrate.