"sprng" poems
There's over a million letters like this one I'm about to write, but this one is very specific.
I've played games of tag,
the game of tag that I call "you're going to be my problem now"
hundreds of burdens that I loved to take on;
my favorite was the type that was heartbroken.
maybe I could fix them,
I could be their savior!
no no, well I could try to show them love
the definition of
unconditional love;
loving someone regardless of what they appear as.
that never really did me any good
I did that for 20 years
"your pain is mine now,"
I'm now 21 and I'm learning the definition of
self love;
caring about yourself unconditionally.
releasing the ones who won't let you grow
the ones who never reach out when you're screaming for help
but only a comfortable excuse to manipulate you
and tell you that you're
in capable of being loved.
I didn't forget that one.
the ones who use you as a verbal punching bag
and imagine you as their mirror to yell at
themselves.
its been a couple of weeks now and I learned
that I know where my heart is and where I want
it to be,
and lord knows it's never going back down.
down where it once was dragged for many years.
i was driving to a gathering
the other night and realized the cancers of my
life were sifted out almost completely
I think that was the first time I cried
tears of joy.
It's only up from here, baby.
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 12:27 AM UTC