Why is Letting Go often so difficult?
Lodged in my bones are your words through the years Is it necessary that I feel them all? when they begin to dislodge on their way out? I had managed to smile with them sealed all within my strong bones My words never really made it from your ears to your heart, slid right down from your strong ribcage down to the floor, and you said you heard me And I said, Letting go Is the way But is it really necessary? that I feel them all? The words that you didn't mean yet said, And now are getting dislodged from my bones to be let go Love remains after it all Is it felt as dry Or then wet drenched in my tears, that you don't see any reason for? Is it love after all? Love I will not let go of I will hold it through my screams to be heard Will the holes in my bones accept your version of love to get filled enough to bring me a smile?