It seeps through my skin,
settling in these bones.
The ache it creates,
The weight it makes,
The toll it takes.
My heavy heart
and unsettled soul,
long to remember
life before this woe.
Pondering to myself,
will the aching stop?
Will the weight become lighter?
Will the toll subside?
When will I find myself again?
How do I let go?
What will set me free?
Do I stop trying,
to fix all the broken things
inside of me?
Perhaps I can find a way,
to just be.