I’m giving up this weight I’ve carried- Further than it should have gone. It’s followed me while growing heavy- Down this path that I now mourn.

All of the things that happened to me- None have claimed my soul thus far. Now all that I once let consume me- Like dust settles on the floor.

Healing the wrongs that never were mine- found quiet peace deep within. All of the things that used to haunt me- My gentle wrath has left singed.

It did not leave scorched earth behind it- When I let the horrors go. Fertile ground that is rich for planting- Perfect place for future growth.

Warmth spreads over me Like a flower blooming I face the sun and breathe The world spins under me Laying under a tree swaying for once I feel at Peace Weight presses down on me Of missed time running I let myself fall to Sleep

Your anxiety is screaming About the doom on your phone screen You cry “How can I stop scrolling?” It’s simple, go touch grass