I lost my partner the year I lost hold
But I remained, a breath in the still,
Not broken, just bending to a deeper will.
I found meaning not in what slipped away,
But in the silence that taught me to stay.
Now I walk barefoot through the unseen,
No longer tethered to what might have been.
This is my journey, I don't blink, judge or stare
No walls, no weight, just open air.
Where loss became the sacred key,
My childhood freedom whispered, come back to me.
-Seychung
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
I lost my partner the year I lost hold
But I remained, a breath in the still,
Not broken, just bending to a deeper will.
I found meaning not in what slipped away,
But in the silence that taught me to stay.
Now I walk barefoot through the unseen,
No longer tethered to what might have been.
This is my journey, I don't blink, judge or stare
No walls, no weight, just open air.
Where loss became the sacred key,
My childhood freedom whispered, come back to me.
-Seychung