Forgive Yourself
I walked out of the door
Into the crowded street
Hoping I am invisible... almost like the dust
Untouchable. Let me get by.
Unnoticed. Unjudged. Quietly.
I was alone. Walking among millions.
I had little left in me.
But in the subconscious mind the dream was still calling.
Said I must go on.
A crazy naked man on the street -yelled.
"Forgive yourself", he said.
"Let go."
I was scared. Did he see me?
Somehow notice that heavyness in the heart
I was carrying along?
"Forgive yourself." He said again.
"Embrace that beautiful soul-
With everything you lack and never had.
Cause if you don't, no one else will.
Let go. Love, breathe and feel"
I walked as fast as I could
From him. From myself.
I refused to feel, feel that I was too scared
To embrace myself.
And everything that was a part of me.
The scars. The daunting loneliness. The intensity.
The fear. The rejection. And the dream.
But then I found a store on the roadside
Selling the magic pills.
I gulp one down the throat.
And then it was another me.
Disconnected with the pain.
Stepped onto the gleeful streets.
The sun on my face.
I suppose I forgave myself.
Except, don't know who that self was.
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