I Let Go
from Out With Lanterns, a daily poetry practice
I let go of needing a life’s purpose. I let go of hating myself into sorrow. I just let go. I let go of the desperation to be liked. I let go of pretending I’m fine when I’m not. I just let go. I am no longer embarrassed by my desires. I am no longer constantly pleasing others. I refuse. It is a shattering kind of liberation to leave the group, to demand more when you’ve always tolerated less.
This gives the rest of permission to do the same. Thank you!