I feel too tired to cry isn’t there a limit of the tear flow a reservoir on overflow when can I let go and find rest up until I have to get up and tend to the wound it’s festering red and blood mighty waves of gushing out where the thorns made holes in my heart I’m tired.
Sometimes it’s all we can do to just admit this is how we feel.
Naming something helps take its power away. It empowers us and helps us to see more clearly and articulate more thoroughly.
Then, we practice acceptance.
Sometimes we have to let go again and again. Over and over, we must surrender. We must take responsibility to let go. It’s in our hands. Surrendering is a choice.
We get to choose.
I see you, and I love you.
Hunni B
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