This marks the first day I left work-stress and lack of balance at the door.
Today was different.
The sky opened up and let out the deepest downpour–
Like the earth was saying, “It’s time to let it go…”
But I didn’t know how, so I closed my eyes
And listened as the peaceful sound of rain
Washed the stains of my memories away.
What does it mean to let go?
Nature makes it look so easy,
But my mind likes to complicate things.
I’ve let this ball of insecurity stay in the pit of my stomach
As words like “job security” and “responsibilitiy”
Weigh me down in this back pack filled with bricks and blank books.
I want to take it off, dig a hole, and tuck it away from the rest of the world,
Because no one deserves to feel the burden of that weight
Or see the damage it has caused.