Let It Go

Letting go of my anger and not holding on to it.

The silence

Of repressed rage

And anger of a lifetime

Is no more.

 

Like water cascading

From a breached dam

It flows

In it's destructive power.

 

Unleashing

A massive flood

Upon an unsuspecting world

Of repressed emotions

And past hurts.

 

Often

Carrying me

Away

By the torrential currents

As I struggle

To find my footing.

 

In overcoming

Years of being taught

Whether implicitly

Or explicitly

To stifle my emotions

By society.

 

As if

I'm a monster

Only meant

To be seen

And not heard

By others.

 

I want to scream

"Listen to me

My voice matters"

To anyone

Who can hear me.

 

Starting a process

That has changed me

Both physically

And mentally

Over the past six years.

 

In facing up

To my past

By telling it

To "sod off"

In the nicest of manner

With a clear conscious.

 

Before walking away

Smiling

To myself.

Author's Note

Since about 6 years old, I have been taught that "little boys" aren't expressive, when it comes to their emotions. Thus, punishing me, because I am, an emotional person, and need an outlet for these emotions. In finding poetry, as a safe release for these feeling, almost 8 years ago, am slowly learning to not hold on these toxic emotions.

Originally written, May 26, 2014, during the prelude to my agoraphobic summer.

Reviews

[ManasaC]

It's really amazing!!! beautifully described.... Well Done!!!!!

[therisa]

Thank you, Manasa.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

WOW! I really felt the pent up emotions longing to be free, and then the sudden relief with they flowed free! Well done!

[therisa]

Thank you, Imagination101. It can be, a very scary journey, but one, I need to take, for complete healing.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!