Letting Go by Assad Malik
He holds
me in his arms
Gently rocking
back and forth
As his fingers
gently nestle through my hair
He whispers,
"It's okay"
The emotions
within arise
But a part
of me wants to fight them
I am a man,
not a woman
Must be strong
and push these feelings down
Aware of
my reluctance, he looks into my eyes
And says
"You no longer have to pretend.
It's okay.
Allow yourself to feel"
His tenderness
pierces through my outer shell
I can no
longer resist.
Sobbing uncontrollably
Out burst
years of pain and sorrow
For the first
time, I am safe to feel
These streaming
tears have created a new freedom.
The freedom
to let go
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