I let go
I’ve held on long enough
to the weight,
to the worry,
to the wounds that never stopped whispering.
I carried memories that hurt more than they healed,
and replayed moments that never changed.
I tried to fix what wasn’t mine to fix,
tried to make sense of what broke me.
But now, I let go.
I let go of the anger that hardened my heart,
the guilt that kept me stuck,
and the fear that made me small.
I let go of needing answers.
I let go of waiting for apologies.
I let go of people who walked away and never looked back.
Letting go doesn’t mean I don’t care.
It means I care enough about myself to move forward.
It means I trust life more than I fear the past.
It means peace matters more than control.
So today, I breathe in grace
and breathe out what no longer belongs.
I let go.
And I rise lighter than I’ve ever been.
