Let Go

Why could you not help me?

Instead you put me down;

you belittled me.

And I stuffed it all inside.

I stuffed my anger,

and blamed myself instead of you.

I felt I was back in school being bullied.

Blackness surrounds me,

and only now am I realizing it.

By realizing my anger, I see options.

Options lessen the darkness,

and make me feel in control.

Maybe it is too late,

and some options will be closed to me;

however, other options exist now,

or will open up.

I just need to see the light,

let go of the anger,

and remember I am ok.





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