Letting go
The storm was getting heavy,
but there was something more dynamic.
It was above me,
but I could not see it.
A cozy shadow
that did not even need the sun to appear.
If I feel you but cannot see you,
why am I stuck in this book filled with endless pages?
Am I asking for too much?
Maybe I should have been more grateful.
Maybe I should have helped, loved, and spread more kindness.
Or maybe I should stop complaining.
Stop repeating the pages over and over again,
but what if I drown in my next chapter?
Oh, my love, and what if you heal?
The sooner you leave the old chapters behind,
the sooner you will heal.
Heart and head in a fight
I see the stars in the sky, and they remind me of your words about life.
The life you spoke of is something I could never imagine.
It is not something I usually hear, but something I used to dream about.
The feeling of being untroubled by a gray house, a place where people learn to be themselves again and not a hungry monster to be afraid of.
And the only thing that stops me is my fear of ending it again.
© Angela Gitsova 2023-07-22