Let It Go
Everyone around me stared, and I stared at them. My heart raced so quickly that I thought it would pop right out from my chest. Not knowing what else to do, I ran.
I never realized how much hate and anger I had kept bottled up inside of me. I had buried it so deep that not only had I kept it secret from others, but I had kept it from myself as well. Then one day, it exploded to the surface, and there was nothing I could do. Everyone around me stared, and I stared at them. My heart raced so quickly that I thought it would pop right out from my chest. Not knowing what else to do, I ran.
One thing that I have learned is that running from your problems never helps. It only causes them to escalate. I wish I had known then, but of course, fear is a strong emotion and it drove me further and further away from those that I loved. When they finally found me, I was barely alive not only in a physical sense, but in the spiritual sense as well. My spirit had been crushed, and I had no hope to continue on.
But then she entered my life, and she accepted me for who I was. Little by little I found myself again. I learned that I did not have to be ashamed of who I was. I learned how to heal the hurt that I kept inside for so long. I learned to let go of those things that kept me from growing, and when I did, a whole new world opened up to me. In fact, I may even say that it wasn’t that I found myself again, but that I had finally discovered who I was meant to be.
I had a passion that screamed loud, and I dove into it. No longer would I run away from the world, but I would embrace it as my own. I created a place for myself in it where the darkness was chased away by a light so bright that not even its tendrils would be allowed to enter again. I let go of the hate and the anger and replaced it with love and joy, and now this is what I run to. I am not afraid of it anymore. I embrace it.
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Poetry poetry poetry! This is where submissions get a bit more creative than most, and it's a wonder how many HOLers (particularly the eagles) are filled with fabulous artsyness.