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Energetic memory

 
The sorrow that fills my heart
wishes to be seen.
I wait, and accept all the tears
from all that has been
The past is gone, yet it still exists
as an energetic memory
that attaches itself to my mind,
my emotions, my body.
I wish to let go.
 
I wish to be released from this
and I do know the way how.
I ask to be shown more everyday;
to become wiser somehow.
Through the pain,
I see with new eyes,
detached from the event.
And I see the meaning behind all of this,
and all of that had been meant.
 
May my heart cry a few more tears,
and squeeze out all residue.
May the salt purify all those years,
that I spent blind to the truth.
May there be nothing left,
that makes me feel unworthy,
inadequate.
May there be nothing left,
that makes me feel imprisoned.
 
Freedom is a state of being
and true joy all the same.
I’ve waited before for the external world,
and relied on all that came.
And now I know that it starts with my choice,
and that that be the true beginning
of all the change.
And from that everything else will follow
and it will never be the same.

A poem about grief and healing.

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