I have carried pain like invisible stones
Sometimes aware of its existence
Often experienced as a referred aching
A heaviness felt on a soul level
The weight of a thousand injustices
An accumulation of my perceived failures
Crumbled dreams piled up like debris
Harbored still because I have never learned
How to release a pain so profoundly deep.
Dear soul, I never asked to carry this
And yet I am responsible to let go
Stepping into the role of my own rescuer
A process both unfair and necessary
On this long and arduous road.
I did not realize my own readiness
Until I began to open my heart to relief
Learning to hold pain and healing together
One capable of overpowering the other
And I have habitually chased out peace
Only now accepting that I deserve
The alleviation of pain released.
The Therapy of Words 
Deeply profound and beautiful.
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Thank you! 🙂 It’s one of those topics that is difficult but also cathartic to talk about. Best to you!
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Blessings.
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So beautiful! So touchy thank you for sharing 🙂👍💓
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Thank you for visiting, Priti! 😊
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My pleasure 🌹☺stay happy and blessed 🌹💓☺
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There’s no heavier weight than the injustices. Simply put, they never die.
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It is so heavy, isn’t it? 😞 I’m glad that at times the weight lifts for a little while and it feels lighter. I just wish I knew how to keep it that way. 🤗
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